Most Beautiful Of All
As we turned a corner along the walking trail. I noticed a woman slowly making her way toward us. She was an elderly lady with an unkempt mass of gray hair. She wore old jeans and work boots. Her sweater was threadbare in spots and had obviously seen better days. She was carrying a trash bag in one hand and a pointed stick with a nail driven through it in the other. As she slowly made her way toward us she stopped to jab a piece of trash she saw on the ground with her stick. Then quickly and neatly she placed it in the trash bag. When we met she smiled and said: "Hello" to us. Her teeth were cracked and worn, but her voice was as youthful and angelic as I had heard in many a day. We talked for a bit and I thanked her for making our nature walk more beautiful with her work. She smiled again and said: " I just do what I can" before continuing down the path. Of all the things I saw that day, she was the most beautiful.
May we all live as lovely a life as her. May God help us all to grow more and more loving so that our last days here are our best days here. May God help us all to be a beautiful blessing to this world today, tomorrow, and for the rest of our lives.