THROUGH STAINED GLASS WINDOWS
Father told me once, "When someone closes a door, another will open a window. Windows...our lives are like stained glass windows... We start off clean. Whole. As time passes we are broken by happenstance and incidentally painted by our experiences. Eventually we solder ourselves back together, becoming even stronger to weather any storm coming thereafter.
Our lives are like stained glass windows because they comprise of a juxtaposition of happenings that are soldered to memory. However, it is through the placement of those pieces that we discover story of love conquering hate; a story of light piercing through the darkness; a story of hope dominating despair. Indeed our lives are a painted story. Painted in colors so dark that they block out the light; painted in colors so vibrant that it lets the light in. Painted spectacularly. Indeed our lives are like a stained glass, with our ever-changing colorful storyboard making us the most breathtaking work of art.