This is a fragment of a very old leaded glass window featuring painted glass and the one word “Blessed.” I wish I knew the whole story of the window it came from, but I know only a little. In the late 1970’s, my husband was approached about repairing vintage leaded glass windows which had been purchased in England by a couple who were members of our church . They had donated the windows, where they were to be used in specific places inside the church. This meant they must be cut to fit those places. Joe disliked trimming the old windows, but did so. There were many small pieces left, and this piece was given to me. It now rests on a tiny easel in my kitchen window alongside another piece of stained glass. Recently, when someone cleaned the window sill, the glass was put back on the easel backward.
When I noticed the mistake, I reached for my camera and only after I looked at the image did I realize that the glass might be backward, but the reflection on the shiny granite beneath it is right.
How many times do I not recognize how blessed I am, simply because I need to look in a different way?
” ‘What you see and what you hear depends a great deal on where you are standing. It also depends on what sort of person you are.'” C.S. Lewis, in The Magician’s Nephew