Barren Beauty

The picture I forgot yesterday is now here today. Actually it is a three or four tree picture. The tree branches in the foreground are of a tree in the beginning of my yard or garden. The one over the hump of snow and ground (worm depository) is the small one that shades the worms in the summer, and in the background you can see the trunk of the big tree that blocks the south sun on the garden. This is three trees (unless you count the pine bushes in the picture as a tree). Three or four, they are all pretty with the snow-covered branches. One can find beauty even in the barren trees.

Tonight at the year-end candlelight vigil for homicide victims in the city of Milwaukee there was the same kind of feeling at this event as in this picture. On one hand there was the cold sadness of remembering the death of 120 homicide victims. Yet on the other hand there was a lot of hope in the music, dance and words of the persons present. It was like the snow was the Light of Christ that hung over the barren trees of remembering the dead. As we were leaving a minister friend said to me that we must remember those who have died tragic deaths, and the remembering can be joyful and sorrowful at the same time.

With the eyes of faith we can see beauty hanging over the barren trees of homicides.

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