Written April 14, 1987.
The following is the text from Lacy’s Grandmother Dial’s Easter letter to Lacy. Lacy’s bedroom had just been papered in the rainbow pattern that Lacy and her mother had purchased earlier.
Dear Lacy Anne,
Enclosed is a check for your father to pay for your “Easter Basket” of rainbows – your room. Some night you might have fun dreaming that you are exploring behind the rainbows.
When I was a little girl your age no one had ever been behind a rainbow, or seen the top of a cloud. One night in a dream I did, though. There I was hopping and skipping along on top of a fluffy bed of white marshmallow-like clouds. How did I get there? I don’t know, nor does it matter. What was I looking for? Perhaps the moon, a star, rainbow, a little angel or maybe God! All I know for sure is that I didn’t find them there and then.
It was such fun to go tripping from one cloud to another until I became reckless and jumped into a hole or thin place in the clouds. I started falling, falling, falling so fast I couldn’t even scream! Thump! I landed on my back in my own little bed which was acting like a trampoline! I was suddenly wide awake – so frightened by my fall that I remembered it all my life.
Now that I’m old, I have seen men walk on the moon. Airplanes fly above the clouds every day. Voyager has visited our planets and taught us more about the stars and rainbows.
When I was little, I pictured God as a great, big old man with a long beard and flowing robes sitting on a throne of clouds up in the sky. Now, I believe He is a spirit and is everywhere, the creator of the Universe and all that is in it – great and small. “God is love” the Bible says, so I think He is where love, truth, and beauty are. I think He is in the hearts of all of us who love and are loved. I found Him first in the hearts of my parents, grandparents, aunts, uncles, my husband, and children. Later in life I found “little angels” in my babies and grandchildren, who were all so loving and lovable. I found His love in teachers and friends and all who taught me good things to know.
So, Lacy dear, keep tripping along, trying to be brave, happy, and loving and good, and I promise you God’s love and blessing will be heaped upon you.
I love you very much always.
Grandma Dial
Mary W. Dial
Transcribed June 1994
Posted Dec 15, 2018 at 18:14.
Revised Jan 23, 2023 at 20:06. EDT.
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