Thankful For The Light


We’ve come to that point in the season where the trees are now nearly bare. Their leaves have gone, their colors have faded, and their jagged branches point and twist in a seeming melancholy sorrow.

It’s a gradual turn from radiant glory to silent sticks with these trees that greet me every morning. Or is it? Perhaps it happened overnight while I wasn’t paying close enough attention, and I was too distracted to notice.

One morning this week I was in awe of how beautiful one particular tree was. There was nothing remarkable about it. Its bark was blanched and rough, its barren branches poked its neighbors, and there was not a single leaf to show its unique colors.

But it was beautiful and radiant. It was illuminated from behind.

The sun shone so brightly on this tree, forcing it into the forefront so that every detail of its knotty trunk, every intricacy of its intertwined branches stood out for the world to see.

And it was beautiful.

On this Thanksgiving, when we so carefully count our blessings, I will say a special prayer of thanks for those who illuminate me from behind. Those who see beauty, grace, and strength in me when I do not; those who push me to be a better person by their guiding, shining examples.

I am grateful for those who light me along the way. And I am blessed to have opportunities to shine light on others.

Either way, I am thankful for the light today.


3 thoughts on “Thankful For The Light

  1. Molly Pasutti

    I’d like to compose some music for this and have it narrated…I might read it today at my Thankful Day dinner…So Beautiful Kelly…YOU are a great writer. Thank You

  2. susie

    You are so eloquent and so wise. It is my privilege to be your friend. You are my example of all that is good and you light the way for me with your grace, goodness and love.
    Do not ever underestimate your importance in my life!!
    love you.
    Happy Thanksgiving, sweet friend.

  3. Cindy

    Oh, the comparison is so eloquent – you as the light and you as the tree. Compassion, concern, always standing strong in the face of the sun or storm, reaching out your branches to guide and support everyone and everything. And a light radiates from within you, never buried and ever-present. You are a”gift”, the finest kind of gift to experience. All who know you recognize it. Shine your light, always, and your world will forever reflect the inherent beauty in your being. Shine on, dear daughter; I pray I am always blessed to see and feel that light. You are a blessing. Love you, Little Star! Mom


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