Today I’m going through my old photographs and figuring out ways to use them. I am seriously so far from being a true photographer, but I have such a love for the art. In my mind, when I take a picture, I think it’s going to look how a professional photographer’s does. I have a really nice camera, so I can play the part. But it often ends up looking drab and boring.
However, I do have a knack for putting words into what is drab and perking it up a bit. I suppose it comes from having this annoying perspective that every cloud has its silver lining.
But isn’t that the way we have to survive this journey we’re on? Life really is about perspective. Even when the sun is shining outside our window, there can still be such an air of darkness as we encounter the various obstacles that are constantly thrown at us.
I recently had such an obstacle thrown my direction when my job of 17-years was eliminated. Just like that…my life changed in a moment. I didn’t expect it to knock me down as it did, but wow…it was a punch in the gut. But even in those moments, I was clinging to what good would come from this; the lessons I’d be able to glean from the experience, and the compassion my heart would now have for others. I knew – always knew – that God would somehow use this. Survival of the fittest is the hope-filled heart.
So here’s a photo I’ve been working on; taking an odd, dark and dreary photo and seeking Him for the words to speak into it.
Beauty from the ashes, friends. That’s what He’ll do when a sincere heart seeks Him out. He really will light our paths.
*~CindyLu~*
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