In the church in the town I grew up in are stain glass windows that were brought over from the old church before it was tore down.
They are beautiful.
I spent many a Sundays as a child looking at them as the priest carried on with Mass.
The flickering morning light played brilliantly through them, casting colors, adding to the atmosphere of Sunday, and more so touching one little girl's heart. Those stain glass windows spoke to me strongly of love and devotion.
This Thanksgiving I am thankful for what my family has given to me. My grandparents, my parents, my brothers and sister in laws, my nieces and nephews, my aunts and uncles, my million cousins and my own family: Yann, Chelsea and Sacha.
It seems cliche to say "I am thankful for my family…"
But when I look at those stain glass windows, the ones in the church were I grew up, were I witnessed baptisms, weddings, communions, confirmations, funerals… forgiveness, love, tears, heartful prayers, faith… I can honestly say my family is my church, they are my courage, they are my God in flesh. They are the reason I am who I am… showing me time and time again the lessons of how to love and be Christ like. I am thankful for the blessings they have given to me by loving me and accepting my love in return.
May the light of love shine through us today, and may the colors of our joyful, loving, forgiving, peaceful selves shine through adding hope and faith to others.
Happy Thanksgiving Everyone!
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