A Lovely, Ordinary Day

My granddaughter gave me a suncatcher. It is an ordinary pink glass dragonfly with an extraordinarily long tail. At the end of that tail is a small prism. I hung the suncatcher in my window and forgot it was there. Until one day as I was going about my chores, I noticed a rainbow on the wall. Lovely colors shone against the white paint. It was the dragonfly! Sunlight shining through his prism tail projected beautiful colors where there had been none. I was enchanted. I moved my hand over the rainbow  and suddenly wore a many-hued glove.  I moved the dragonfly and the colors danced. The ordinary day became lovely.

Blessings are like that. The day may be humdrum, rushed, or even dismal. Then I look up and catch a smile on the face of a stranger or look into the clear, trusting depths of a child’s eyes, or find that a neighbor has fetched the paper from my rainy driveway onto the porch for me. Or I open my daily devotional book hoping to find something to ease that ache in my heart and find just the words to brighten my day.

You see, the colors had  been in the light all along but I couldn’t see them until the sun shone through a prism. If  I think of God’s love as the sunlight and I, His child, as a prism, I might brighten the day for somebody else.

God’s love, like the colors, is with us all the time but sometimes it takes a prism to see it.