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Sorry …adding a few words to ‘Wordless Wednesday’… In a world that clamors and stammers and hammers its own…am thinking it’s a good thing to…keep a quiet heart. It’s a good thing to step back and process. It’s a good thing to kneel down and pray and …keep eyes and heart focused and centered. It’s a good thing to hold what we know to be true. “Love justice. Love mercy. Walk humbly with thy God.” Micah 6:8
P.S. I’m just not very good at “Wordless” Wednesday and “Silent” Sunday. Got too many words in my head and thoughts in my heart that just want to spill out on to the page. Sorry. Kind of.
“Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.”
Sometimes waiting is hard. It just is. But it’s a lot harder when we focus on what’s not there rather than the beauty that is. Take this little branch for instance. It’s there.. Dormant. Sturdy. Barren. Little buds are just starting to form. And pretty soon, it will be covered with leaves and the branches will be barely visible for all of the growth of the leaves. But it will still be there…it will be the foundation that’s been there all along, the structure on which the delicate blooms sprout.
Maybe one of the sweet benefits of waiting for what is to come, is just being aware of what is…and seeing things as they are. Because sometimes the greatest foundations, the ‘bare bones’ of the structure of our lives are only recognized when all of the fluff and growth and answered prayer isn’t there…yet. Sometimes waiting in the barrenness of winter is such a good thing. Gratitude grows in the waiting. It grows in the winters of our lives because it has to search, to dig deep, to see and be thankful for what is…and still hope for what will be.
“But as for me, I will look to the LORD;
I will wait for the God of my salvation; my God will hear me.”
My view of his view. Again. Love seeing things through other people’s eyes. And love seeing people do their thing. Especially when the eyes I’m seeing through happen to be my child’s. No matter how old they are (or I am…), so cool to see the world through their eyes.
Maybe “sassy” looks like a 3 inch bird who stares down a 5’6″ human. Maybe it looks like diving into the whole cup of birdseed rather than teetering on the edge and reaching for a few kernels. Maybe it sounds like the song …the beautifully loud and clear tune from a tiny little bird that boldly breaks the silence and fills the air with a melody. Maybe “sassy” is attitude that looks beyond stature and circumstance. Maybe sassy is a really good thing. Because this kind of sassy sure sounds a lot like ‘faith’ to me.
… a few thoughts that came to me as I came eye to eye with this sassy little thing just outside of my window.
“The LORD is my light and my salvation— whom shall I fear? The LORD is the stronghold of my life— of whom shall I be afraid?” Psalm 27:1