One
SOMEWHERE OVER THE RAINBOW BRIDGE
As it happens with each sunrise over Earth,
a bridge of colors formed among the swirling, dark blue rain clouds. Faint at
first, then, as the moments ticked by, shades of red, orange, yellow, green,
blue, indigo, and violet deepened in glistening radiance. The rainbow rose over
the clouds, widening across the expanse, and bringing with it scores of humans
and dogs. Their eyes were filled with surprise as they turned in wonder at the
beauty around them.
“Do you think the
colors of the bridge are brighter today?” Lea asked. The angel, with an
affinity for all things relating to dogs, looked with great thought at the
slow, spinning display of colors.
“It’s near
Christmastime. There’s much happiness on Earth but also a great deal of
sadness,” Josephine answered. “Many tears. More rain. Deeper colors.” The two
angels had overseen the Rainbow Bridge for centuries and had an all-knowing
understanding of the souls crossing over, as well as events on Earth pertaining
to dogs. “What are you seeing?”
“Bear Bailey is in
grave danger. Without our help, he’ll join us here on the Rainbow Bridge at
Christmas,” Lea said.
“The Great Pyrenees
from Kansas?” Josephine asked.
“He’s in a dark
place. It’s getting harder for me to keep focus on him from up here. Someone
has to go and help.”
Prayers on behalf of
Bear Bailey had risen to Heaven in a continuous stream all night long. The
words of requests from a whole community of people reflected their frantic
concern that he be found and returned home by Christmas.
“Are there any dogs
here who might help Bear Bailey?” Josephine asked.
Rows and rows of
dogs sat expectantly as the rainbow continued to grow, their tails synchronized
like pendulums in a clock shop. The giant breeds of Great Danes, Saint
Bernards, mastiffs, and similar sized dogs aligned themselves at the back of
the crowd in consideration of the smaller dogs. Without so much as a bark, the
dogs arranged themselves so that even the very smallest poodles and Chihuahuas
at the front had a clear view waiting for the rainbow to fully expand. A single
black Labrador sat to the side near the front of the group. His feet danced in
anticipation as his eyes locked on the moving rainbow.
“You and I both know
which dog can best help Bear,” Lea replied. “But he won’t go as long as he’s
waiting for his human to arrive.”
The rainbow’s
expanding movement came to a gentle stop. Josephine raised her hands,
flourishing them in the air. A burst of golden light carried the newly arrived
humans’ scent onto the breeze. Myriads of dogs’ noses tilted upward; their eyes
closed as they began to sniff in hope of recognizing their human’s scent
floating on the air. Men and women, and even small children, descended from the
bridge along with a pack of newly arriving dogs, all looking into the sea of
waiting furry faces.
As the humans drew
nearer, most of the dogs barked in welcome but then turned away, not
recognizing a familiar scent to run toward. The dogs arriving that day at the
Rainbow Bridge without their humans joined this group and followed the morning
sun leading them back to the rolling land of the “Golden Meadow.” Running
through the unending lush fields, flower-filled valleys, and gentle hilltops
would help them pass another day of waiting until they reassembled again for
the next sunrise.
The remaining dogs
in view of the Rainbow Bridge who connected to a scent in the air heard their
name shouted by a beloved voice from their memories on Earth. Joyful mayhem
ensued as dogs ran to the people they loved, zigzagging between one another,
barking in excitement when their patient loyalty was rewarded. Somersaulting,
barking, and laughter filled the area, along with tears of happiness and
relief.
“I can’t believe I
get to watch this every morning,” Lea said, wiping a tear.
One by one, the
humans and dogs connected like strong magnets. The bigger dogs tried to
maintain the impeccable manners they’d learned while on the Rainbow Bridge, but
inevitably lost control of their emotions and toppled their laughing humans.
The smaller dogs jumped into the outstretched arms of people crying for joy,
licking their faces as they, too, forgot all etiquette. Among the happy
reunions, the black Labrador ran from group to group, sniffing the ground and
air around them for any signs of familiarity. He tugged a few sleeves and pawed
at the backs of people turned in the opposite direction in an effort to see a
face until he’d exhausted all possibilities of a connection.
“This is the element
of the morning that gives me pause,” Josephine said, her eyes on the Labrador.
“His human has not come this morning. I wonder what we can do to divert his
attention from his sadness.”
“You know you can
send a giant squirrel offering a platter of bacon and Jiff will not be
dissuaded from watching the bridge, Josephine.”
In a short time,
like a giant card shuffle, humans reunited with all of the dogs from their
lifetime and continued their journey past the Golden Meadow to whatever the
human had conceived Heaven to be during their lifetime on Earth. The Rainbow
Bridge faded from sight and disappeared entirely for the day.
Jiff ran the length
of where the rainbow had been, barking into the expanse, searching the clouds
as he whimpered.
“He’ll stay there
until twilight,” Lea said.
“He’s still our
oldest dog here?”
Lea nodded. “By a
couple of decades.”
Josephine began
walking toward the Labrador. The smell of sunshine after spring rain filled the
air as she spoke. “I’ve never seen such devotion. His attention never wavers.”
“I’ve tried
everything, but he wants nothing else but his human.” Lea had crossed the
Rainbow Bridge as a human nearly a millennia before and had begged to stay on,
so great was her love for dogs and her desire to see their deepest wishes come
true.
“What a good boy,”
Josephine said, moving across the sky effortlessly in a blink. She knelt to
Jiff, opening her palm to reveal a dog treat.
The Labrador sniffed
the tidbit and turned away, leaving it in Josephine’s hand. She closed her
fingers around the morsel making it disappear.
“You know you don’t
have to eat here, Jiff. But many of the dogs love the taste of their favorite
foods on Earth. It helps them pass the time,” Josephine said.
His brown eyes were
solemn and wide as he shook his head. He turned to the sky again.
“It could be any day
now, Jiff,” Lea said, her voice encouraging and cheery.
“Tomorrow?” Jiff
asked, his ears lifting.
Josephine scratched
the top of his head and worked her way back down his neck where she massaged
his shoulders. “We only ever have a general idea, Jiff. Souls decide themselves
when their journey is over.”
“I’m tired of
waiting,” the dog said, putting his head down and sighing.
Lea cleared her
throat and tilted her head to Jiff, raising her eyebrows to Josephine.
“We have something
we’d like you to consider, Jiff. You don’t have to help but we have a Pyrenees
on Earth in urgent trouble,” Josephine said, motioning downward. “He’s already
one of our favorites.”
Jiff lifted his head
and sniffed. “Why?”
“Bear Bailey has a
particular knack for uniting everyone,” Josephine said. “He brings out the best
in the people around him. They’re devasted he’s lost. Here, have a quick look.”
Her hands in the air like a skilled artist, she moved the clouds in such a way
that the vision of the Great Pyrenees appeared in front of the trio almost as
lifelike as if he’d crossed the bridge that morning. In the background, quick
flashes of various people praying in earnest for the dog’s safety, crying and
pacing in their homes below appeared in the vision, along with their personal
memories of Bear. Jiff watched the fast-moving scenes until they disappeared.
“We can’t help Bear
from up here,” Lea said.
The Lab looked up at
the angels in confusion. “You both handle everything here on the Rainbow
Bridge. Why not Bear?”
“You know Josephine
and I have to wait for arrivals each morning.”
“You’re both
powerful. There must be a way,” Jiff said.
“We can only ‘see’
so far down on Earth, Jiff. With our attention here on the Bridge, we can’t
always connect completely to a dog’s life on Earth,” Josephine said. “That’s
why we’d like to send you to help Bear. Our ambassador, so to speak.”
“I’ve never heard of
you sending a dog from the Rainbow Bridge to help on Earth,” Jiff said,
beginning to lick his paws in nervousness.
“We actually have
done it a handful of times,” Lea said.
Jiff looked unmoved
and sat silent in the best way he knew to be polite but not give the impression
he was agreeing to go.
Josephine looked at
Lea, knowing her empathy for dogs was a much-needed skill in convincing Jiff.
Lea loved on all the dogs crossing the Bridge each day. In addition to her
love, she was almost a dog herself, so she communicated with them in a way they
seemed to understand.
“Your record on
Earth shows what an immense helper you were, Jiff,” Lea began. “Once a good
boy, always a good boy,” she said, smiling, hoping to cheer the Labrador.
Jiff whimpered and
began to cry. “He’s scared. I can feel it.”
“Bear Bailey?” Lea
asked.
He shook his head.
“My human.”
“That’s curious. You
shouldn’t be able to sense that here. Only what we show you,” Josephine said.
“I think your mind is making you believe you can see what you can’t.”
Jiff looked up at
her. “It gets worse every day. I’m worried he won’t make it.”
Lea’s face fell. “Do
you think your human is bad? You shouldn’t worry, Jiff. They’re almost all just
scared and trying their best. “
“My human has always
been very good.”
“Then what is it?”
Lea asked.
“He fell off a
bridge,” Jiff said, shivering as if he’d just emerged from ice-cold water.
“But you saved him,”
Josephine said. “You pulled him from a river when he couldn’t swim. He would
have died without you.”
“How did you know
that?”
“We don’t know how
we know, but we always know on the Rainbow Bridge,” Lea said.
Jiff swallowed hard.
“He’s terrified of bridges. And the bridge to Heaven is the biggest one of
all.” He began to pant heavily.
Josephine felt the
dog shaking through her touch on his fur. “The Rainbow Bridge is much different
from bridges on Earth, Jiff. When humans see and feel the immense beauty of the
Rainbow Bridge, it washes away all fear, any sickness or pain, leaving only
happiness and hope. That helps a human let go of things on Earth and be curious
and excited about what lies ahead. Especially when they believe they can see
their best friend again.”
Jiff began pacing,
this time with renewed vigor. “I know what I feel, and it’s my human in pain.
He must be ready to cross the Rainbow Bridge. You’ll have to find another dog
to help Bear so I don’t miss him.”
“Jiff needs a
purpose to distract his mind,” Lea whispered to Josephine. “Even a day of
waiting is agony to him.”
“I think we can
solve two issues at once,” Josephine said quietly before turning her attention
back to the Labrador. “It’s your choice, Jiff, but walk with us before you
decide, and let me tell you a story about a wonderful dog named Bear Bailey.”
