Storm on the Horizon

Though I rarely listen to contemporary Christian music, a verse from the lyrics to this old Imperials song came to mind as I was editing my sunset photos:

There's a storm on the horizon, oh, let the wind blow.

There is thunder in the heavens, oh, let the wind blow.

Let the rain fall down from the sky above,

Let the tempest roar 'til it's had enough,

I'm trusting in the Lord of love, let the wind blow.

Though this was the beginning of Ellie's sensor problems, her photos still reflect the power of this storm that edged our evening.

And even though the storm passed, it left incredible beauty in its wake.

So it is with the storms that touch my life.  I might see only struggle and frustration, but God is weaving a beautiful tapestry of my life.

In this you greatly rejoice,

even though now for a little while, if necessary,

you have been distressed by various trials,

so that the proof of your faith, being more precious than gold which is perishable,

even though tested by fire,

may be found to result in praise and glory and honor

at the revelation of Jesus Christ;

and though you have not seen Him, you love Him,

and though you do not see Him now, but believe in Him,

you greatly rejoice with joy inexpressible and full of glory,

obtaining as the outcome of your faith the salvation of your souls.

1 Peter 1:6-9 nasb

Living life.
Capturing life.

Christine

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You Wove Me

For You formed my inward parts;

You wove me in my mother's womb.

I will give thanks to You,

for I am fearfully and wonderfully made;

Wonderful are Your works,

And my soul knows it very well.

Psalm 139:13-14

NASB

I see the detail in this damselfly, and I am astounded that the Lord took even more time and care to fashion me.

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Capturing life.

Christine

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Metamorphosis

Therefore if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creature;

the old things passed away; behold, new things have come.

2 Corinthians 5:17 NASB

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Capturing life.

Christine

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Dock Dates

Now that our air conditioning is off, it's so nice to enjoy the sounds of outside.  Well, I meant the natural sounds, not the pool filter, sump pump, traffic, or ambulance sirens.  Surprisingly, if I listen, I hear the chirping and buzzing of insects, and the occasional bird call.  A bench in my unfinished flower garden calls, and I rarely answer.  I need to grab my Bible and head out there before the cold keeps me indoors.

One thing I can't enjoy from my home in the suburbs is sunsets.  With a grocery and other retail stores just to our west, we don't exactly have an unobstructed view.  So sunset photos are rare.

Not so at the Lake!

This was the first year at the Lake that I had my digital camera.  So every night I carted my camera bag and tripod down to the dock, where Fernando spent the twilight hours fishing.

We called them our dock dates.  No scintillating conversation.  Actually, almost no conversation at all.  But simply time spent together, not necessarily doing together, just being together.

In the second week of vacation, during our dock dates, we started hearing the loons call to each other.  The lonely, haunting call stirred my soul with a renewed longing for my life to reflect God's beauty.

I found that these sunset hours were the only time I could be still and enjoy the Lord's creation, with no need to feel like I had accomplished something.

Thanking the Lord for His sunsets.

Living life.
Capturing life.

Christine

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