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Have you ever had light so perfect or a subject so spectacular that you just couldn’t ignore your camera staring at you from the bag? (How did it get out)
Yesterday, I had so many things to do, (shower, write 4-11 pages in my novel, make a video etc..) But when I saw Ashly sitting in the windowsill and the winter light becoming softer; I just couldn’t pass up this moment!
Even though I had a million other things to keep me busy, I paused and captured an amazing moment by just stopping and focusing what was in front of me.
We’ve all heard, and read, those people telling us to put our devises down, slow down, and enjoy the little things in life. Well, it does happen to be true; evidence is in these pictures…
So let’s just slow down sometimes and enjoy what God has put right in front of our eyes – these moments won’t always be here; and you’ll cry later in life when you discover that you missed then. Save your tissues please. 😜
“Though the mountains be shaken and the hills be removed, yet my unfailing love for you will not be shaken nor my covenant of peace be removed,” says the LORD, who has compassion on you.”
Pictures can canpture a thousand words, as the saying goes. Words can transporting us to different times and worlds; bringing nations together, or tearing them apart. Words are powerful; but a picture can sometimes speak more than all the words in the world can.
Pictures capture an art; the art of the person in front of the lense, their feelings. It can capture the feel of mystic lakes and mountains. Tell a story through eyes. Pictures speak where words cannot.
Just like photos, mountains are a thing to be seen and marveled at. They “ask us to ponder our inner being.” As Jane Kirkpatrick said in her book “Everything she didn’t say.” Mountains also draw us to find their creator—God. Through mountains, people, sense the dawn of time, have found consoles in them. That is why I wish to share a glimpse of the mountains I breath under with you…
“How beautiful on the mountains are the feet of those who bring good news, who proclaim peace, who bring good tidings, who proclaim salvation, who say to Zion, “Your God reigns!” -Isaiah 52:7
You make known to me the path of life;
in your presence there is fullness of joy;
at your right hand are pleasures forevermore.
Winters in Alaska are long, dark and cold. So when February comes and the sun starts rising more and shining through the grey shades of sky, everyone rushes outside to soak up some of its warmth and happiness.
Depression can set in during winter; with all the greys of sky and surroundings. Nothing new, bring or green springs up or shines against the white. Yesterday, I happened to be outside just at four o’clock when the clouds parted a huge golden sun shone glouriously; whipping away the dark depressing shades. All the troubles of the world seemed to melt like the snow under the sun. Smiles reflected off our faces and the sun sent down beams of joy.
For a full half hour we basked in the happiness of the melting gold. Slowly grey clouds began forming and shaded over Alaska’s source of winter light. It became chilly outside; the wind, suddenly not so warm and becoming. The snow became dirty and old; all gone the sparkle. An artist had splashed greys across our sky.
Gone with the sun, our joy. Depression and sadness; life’s problems, trials and struggles threatened on the door of our hearts once more. We had been happy while the sun lasted, but when it was gone, so did our spirits dampen. I wished the sun would stay forever and with it, the joy.
Joy. It comes by in many ways; a kiss, a hug. A smile, light. Good news, or a gift. A child; new birth! All this things bring joy to our hearts and light up our eyes. But, all these are momentary. When the hug ends, our tears can still fall. Good news has the option of bad news right after. None of these joys last; none of them keep us eternity happy, forever.
We all want to be happy in life. We all strive to do the things that bring us joy. That make us happy and enjoy life. We all do things to escape from our problems; conceal them behind something. We all want to find the good in every situation; be constantly happy where life cannot find us. Does such happiness exist? Joy that we can truly grab onto and never let go? That will guide us in all of life’s circumstances and carry us through. Where can we find true joy like this?
I found mine in Jesus. His joy is the only thing that we can truly hold onto and never let go. His joy promises to guid us through rough seas; as the sun guides many a captain to the dawn. His joy is eternal, even through pain and affliction. If we can truly grasp his true joy; our faces will never be ashamed! As it it says in the Bible, “Those who look to him are radiant; their faces are never covered with shame.” -Psalm 34:5
Often in the midst of grey, we cannot see past our suffering, and all joy is void from us. Jesus promises that while, “Sorrow May come in the night, joy comes in the morning.” (Psalm 30:5)
Like that sunset, all things that bring us moments of joy will, and do, fade away. Jesus’s Joy is the only one that can last for eternity and bring us even MORE joy than all the other things that life can bring us!