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October

Fall is lonely

These photos would be better if i actually had subjects in them...

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Life goes on.

Once

Twice

Three times _____

Thursday

I wish i could be proud of everything that I've done. To be able to look at my past and smile.
-November 29th 2007-

Tossed and Tumbled

Have you noticed my sleepless nights?
I sit in the dark, tug and toss.
My mind is stagnate on one thought.

Life's simplicity

"God, my shepherd! I don't need a thing. You have bedded me down in lush meadows, you find me quite pools to drink from.
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Your beauty and love chase after me every day of my life. I'm back home in the house of God for the rest of my life."

(Psalms 23:1-3 and 23:6)

Numb

Even my own words don't keep me company.

I smile for everyone to see

Don't let the fear of others keep you from having the time of your life.
Hold your head high and make life happen.

Therefore, men revere Him

Then the Lord answered Job out of the storm. He said:

"Who is this that darkens my counsel with words without knowledge? Brace yourself like a man; I will question you, and you shall answer me.

"Where were you when i laid the earth's foundation? Tell me, if you understand. Who marked off it's dimensions? Surely you know! Who stretched a measuring line across it? On what were it's footings set, or who laid it's cornerstone-
while the morning stars sang together and all the angels shouted for joy?

"Who shut up the sea behind doors when it burst forth from the womb, when i made the clouds it's garment and wrapped it in thick darkness, when i fixed limits for it and set it's door and bars in place, when i said 'This far you may come and no farther; here is where you proud waves halt'?

"Have you ever given orders to the morning, or shown the dawn it's place, that it might take the earth by it's edges and shake the wicked out of it? The earth takes shape like clay under a seal; it's features sand out like those of a garment. The wicked are denied their light, and their upraised arm is broken.

"Have you journeyed to the springs of the sea or walked in the recesses of the deep? Have the gates of death been shown to you? Have you seen the gates of the shadow of death? Have you comprehended the vast expanses of the earth?
Tell me, if you know all this."

- Job 38:1-18

Who is in control?

We often struggle to rationalize when comprehension eludes us. We seek strength in ourselves and in others when our only true hope for strength and control lies in something bigger than ourselves.

Like a child who is cared for by a parent, neither are we in immediate control of our lives.
Our hope and trust rests in Him.

-Luke Davidson

The soloist

Who are we to judge someone's solo?

Do we dare question the rhythm of their heart?

Or the love of their hands?

My God created with an open mind. We are the one's to small to comprehend...

Where the river leads

Sometimes you just have to pack up and go...

Not knowing what is in the future...

To adapt...

And overcome...

What's your donkey?

One of my favorite bible stories is the one in Numbers 22:21-34. Ya know, the one where an Angel of the Lord with sword in hand stood in the path of Balaam on his donkey? The donkey would not pass because she saw the Angel, and eventually, laid down. Balaam was so mad, he beat her to get her to move. So the Lord opened the donkeys mouth....oh you'll just have to read the rest yourself!
What's my point? That the Lord uses all of his creation to speak to us, AND to save our lives.

³² The angel of the LORD asked him, "Why have you beaten your donkey these three times? I have come here to oppose you because your path is a reckless one before me. ^" ³³ The donkey saw me and turned away from me these three times. If she had not turned away, I would certainly have killed you by now, but I would have spared her."

Creator

When was the last time we looked up and realized how small we are?

When was the last time we thought how all of this is for us?

My God is bigger than all seven oceans...
and all the heavens.




My God can never be contained...

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I am destined to always be on the road...

Little child eyes

When life is young, the world seems so much smaller. But every detail is noticed;
and a hug means more than a friendly hello...or goodbye.

Don't let me go

Empty.

Self titled

I think this photo can be anything anyone wants it to be. So i leave it up for discussion, and for your own little imagination to drift away with the clouds.....
What does it show you?

-It was such a lovely day, everything was just turning green. But i can't help but notice the tinge of sadness in this photo; a content sadness.-

In precious memory

May the angels rejoice at your return,
and the Lord's embrace give you peace.

You served with love,
and shall always remain in our hearts.

With all my love, i say good bye.

4-8-09
Jeannette Scherzinger
My great grandmother.

accidental perfection

For a while i didn't know what it was that attracted me to this picture. There is nothing special about it. It's grainy, too dark, and the focal point is all weird due to the giant black angle [bridge] crossing the photo.

But my eye always kept coming back to it.

After staring at it for way to long the simple answer came to me; the photograph is fully Me.
It is everything i am, wish i was, or could ever hope to be. Far from perfect, yet what i believe to be captivating. The moodiness that comes from the rolling clouds and the warmth you feel when you look at the sun. It's simple; no color. Yet full of emotion.

This photo was a complete accident, from my lack of paying attention to the giant bridge ahead. I just wanted to get a snap of the sunset.

Who said good things don't come out of accident?

Call it what you want

Vastness













Loneliness















Emptiness