We attended a 'Carols By Candle-Light' this past Sunday evening....hosted by my youngest sons primary school [for next year...] After a few overcast and rainy days... that threatening to spoil our fun.... the sun finally came bursting through in the kinda spectacular way we expect living here in Africa... the dramatic grey sky slowly transformed into a crystal clear blue Summer's afternoon....and we knew 'it was on!!'
We were almost [but not quite] first to arrive... with our picnic basket, blanket and kids in tow...
My husband picked 'the spot'... off to the right of the stage and in the 'front row' if there is such a thing on the grass of a rugby-field...
What a lovely evening we enjoyed worshiping God and then singing those carols that we all know and love... While we sat and sang and enjoyed family time and the glorious weather... the sun began her fiery decent into dusk...right behind the stage... something caught my 'photographers eye'... one of the flood lights...a square boxlike affair...with a 'light' inside [not in use...to allow for the maximum effect of candles] had a broken glass cover...my first thought went to how something so high up could have gotten broken...could a 'naughty' school child have thrown a stone...that high...? as i pondered the thought... i became aware of how the sun was lighting up the 'untidy fringe' of glass still in place... it glowed golden... and became... beautiful in it's brokenness... had i not been 'busy' i would have tried to capture the sight...
Then under the spell of carols... out in nature... as dusk slowly fell... it dawned on me that 'we' are like that glass...broken [sinners] but remarkably beautiful in our Creator's eyes...
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