Nothing takes my breath away quite like a beautiful sunset. Whether I’m relaxing on vacation, stealing glances from my office window or stopping mid-jog to snap a picture, I can’t help but let the changing sky move me. This time, though, was a bit more profound.
On the surface, this is a gorgeous display of light just after the sun dropped behind the mountains in Palm Desert, California. But I have a confession about this evening. Just a couple hours before I was marveling at the sunset, I was complaining about the very same clouds. Tanning is often an important part of my vacations (I’m from the Midwest, can you blame me?!), and the clouds were blocking my rays.
Later, as I was staring in awe at shifting colors that faded from fiery orange to neon pink to soft purple, something hit me. I tried to hide the embarrassing squeak that rises in my voice whenever I get emotional as I turned to my dad: “You know I was complaining earlier,” I admitted, “but without these clouds, the sunset wouldn’t be nearly as beautiful.”
To me, it was a learning moment — and just in time for the Thanksgiving holiday. I was moved by the beauty of nature and reminded why we should always aim for grace and humility.
Be grateful for the little things, recognize your blessings.