Silhouettes

I had to go into work one night last week for only a few minutes.  I drove in alone...with the rain beating down on my car.  The lightning flashed in the distance amongst a grey, dark, and mysterious sky.  It was dusk, and the world around me was coming to it's close.

As a young working mother, I am rarely alone.

I work all day with children.  And then I often go to work and spend all night with children as well.

To be alone in the car, on a rainly night was heaven to me.

As I walked myself into the hospital, I looked up at the dark, stormy sky.  Amongst all of the clouds gathering together to create torential down pours, I saw a break in the sky.  From the darkness, a few clouds separated to form a baby blue sky, waiting to shine forth through the storm.  It lasted but a moment, and then the patch of light was covered, to reveal more storm clouds...anxiously engaged in releasing their rain upon the earth.

When I took this photo, I only wanted a vision of myself in this beautiful weather which I simply adore...and relate to so very well.  I never intended to see the silhouette of a beautiful tree in the back.

How symbolic this tree has become to me.

This tree obviously has branches full of leaves, beautiful leaves.

Yet, there are branches that appear barren, waiting for the leaves to sprout and form their tangible fruits.

I am only capable of seeing it's silhouette.  I often wonder if I saw the tree in it's fullness, I may not have the patience to make the journey to receive the sweet reality of what the tree offers me in the end.  Yes, some of the fruits are there...awaiting me with the works I have accomplished in this life already.

Yet, there are some branches that still need to develop into creations of beauty.  There are fruits waiting to be formed...and they can only become full and vibrant through the great nurturing work which I give unto it.  

Nevertheless, it is my tree...

waiting...

growing...

expanding in beauty with every step of faith which I take.

I know it's there...but I can only catch a glimpse of it's beauty, a silhouette of it's glory.

One day, I will see the tree I have created with it's true colors...graceful, vibrant, and symbolic for every work which was done to create such grandeur.  Until then, I will bask in the silhouette of what I have worked for, daily strive to do, and indeed hope for...day...after day....after day....

One day, I will see it in color...I will LOVE those beautiful radiant colors my lifes works have painted.