Friday, January 16, 2009

Dearest God,

I plan to take down my Christmas tree today; however, I am reluctant to let it go. But the branches are very dry and I know turning the lights on can be a hazard. It's time.

But before I take it down, I wanted to take some up-close pictures. The golden angel sitting atop my tree is so beautiful. She has blessed me all during the seasons of Advent, Christmas and Epiphany. Her face is soft; there is a look in her eye that shines with the light's glow. The light being held in each hand has brought the light of hope for weeks. I stare at her and feel that an angel is abiding in my home. (I don't always act like it though)

So I stood on the arm of my couch (not such a good idea but a good view). Still couldn't get what I wanted so I brought a chair in and sat it next to the tree. I stood on it and leaned in and over, nearly falling off the chair. I took probably 20 shots but I couldn't capture what I see. I was perplexed so then I started taking pictures of the ornaments. For the life of me I couldn't capture the images that have blessed me for weeks.

But then it occurred to me that it is not possible. I have come to the conclusion that the beauty I see is the spirit. Your light is what I see and have seen for more than a month. The glow, the radiance and the joy it brings is from you. No camera can capture it. It is just meant for me and/or those who are open to it. I have been blessed every day. I look and look and am amazed at the beauty I see. I am sure my ornaments are no better than someone else's and perhaps my angel is not the most beautiful; however, I have been wrapped in beauty for some time. The season that brings with it Christ has surely visited my home. I wanted a picture of it but I can't technologically make it happen. Who can capture the image of God?

As I slowly
take down
the ornaments,
lights and angel,
I will breathe
prayers of thanksgiving.
I will
give thanks.
I pray
that I will carry
the image
of Christ
realizing that's what
we humans
are intended
to do.
No gift
is a gift
for one.
I am grateful
and filled
with your joy.
Thank you
for the
many blessings
of the season.
You are
my greatest blessing.

Love, Andrea