“I am not where I need to be, but, thank God, I am not where I used to be.”
― Joyce Meyer,
There is something so hauntingly beautiful about these burnt trees. To see the new growth engulf them in green new life. Yet they remain, a reminder of what was that somehow was torched. Also, a reminder that your whole world can go up in flames but life will return. Why does it have to take so long? Sometimes the changes are so subtle you don’t notice until you look back and see how far you have come, that there is new growth all around you and that it is beautiful. Somehow, in that time while they coexist, there is beauty in the ashes. When you can see the beauty that remains rather than the destruction you are making peace with it.