An "Oh My God" Moment

I had one of those moments this morning during my drive into work. I drive into the office between six and seven AM. The early hour gives me many opportunities to appreciate the morning light. Today was very special. I came to an intersection and stopped for a red light. Facing east, I noticed about five or six trees of varying heights, alone on a hilly field. Behind the trees was the remnants of a fog bank, which seemed to grow less dense, the closer it came. The trees looked ethereal, there in the fog, their branches not just growing skyward, but clearly reaching – outstretched. Baby leaves adorned each branch – the beginning of another cycle of life.

The sun was just over the horizon behind the trees, and provided the most amazing backlight for this display. It added to the dramatic effect of the fog in ways I lack the skill to describe. It was definitely an “Oh my God” moment. I sat there for the remainder of the traffic light staring at the trees, and inside I became very quiet. It was then that I realized the trees weren’t just reaching skyward adorned with life, but that they were praying. I could almost hear them, there in the fog, backlit by an amazing sunrise, beginning their day together in prayer, and not the slightest bit distracted by me in my car. I've never seen trees pray before. I will try to remember to be quiet. The rewards are indescribable.