Rainbow after the storm

We had a warm and sunny December up till a few days before Christmas. Ever since it was heavy rain with no hopeful end in sight. This kind of weather is normal only in the sense that December-January is the rainy season in Singapore. But in the larger scheme of things it is abonormal, though, because the level or rainfall this year is the highest in 75 years. Go figure. Seems like everyone is getting some weird weather patterns this winter, whether it's because of El Nino or global warming.
After 2 weeks straight of heavy rain and floods, a rainbow appeared one Sunday afternoon. It was the most awesome rainbow I've ever seen in my life - you could see the clear seperation of colors, and it was a larger-than-life, all-encompassing arch. My pictures did not do justice to the real thing.
Coincidentally, feeling trapped by the ongoing torrential rain, I've been telling Luke the story of Noah's Ark, alluding to how it might have felt for being confined in a boat for 40 days of rain. Of course it was only 2 weeks for us, but it did feel like a depressingly long time. The appearance of the rainbow brought a lot of excitement to my household, which we spent half an hour (yeah, it stayed for that long!) staring at it. And like God once again making a covenant to us (and this is just my personal romantic projection on the event), only this time for a far less pervasive flood, the rainy spell stopped and it has been sunny ever since. Hallelujah!