I remember the real glass ornaments from my grandparent’s tree when I was a very young child. They were so fragile and beautiful hanging on the tree and adorning it with so much grace and majesty. Each had a unique shape and what seemed to be crushed glass for glitter in just the right places. They sparkled and caught the light just enough to make the whole tree glow. When I sit here and describe those ornaments it makes me think of the friends in my life and how each one of them are fragile and beautiful in their own way; pouring grace and majesty into my life with each word that they speak and every trial or triumph that they share. Each one is unique and though they may be crushed in some areas it makes them sparkle so brightly and glow with the love of God for others. It just amazes me how our Father orchestrated every piece of their existence to be a light into my life and that of so many others.