Welcome back to Faith-Filled
Fridays.
As a photographer, I
have tried to tune my eyes and camera to hunt for things that are beautiful and
appear to be the most free in this world. In this hunt, I have come to find an
inner need to bring these small things that are often missed in the background
of life to the forefront, to try and brighten the exposure just enough and show
just where it was hidden and why it's such a treasure to discover yet another
gift from God above. I want to bring these things to the eyes of others, but
it's also important for me to bring feeling to the picture, or perhaps explain
the feeling from the picture.
I have also found just
how easy it is for us to miss these small things in the people we love. For
example, the things people do in the background of our lives that for some
reason we never notice or maybe we are living life so fast that we just don’t even
feel.
How easy it is to find
ourselves tuned out of the wavelength God wants us on, a place where love and
feeling is not a gamble to give and especially feel within. Listening and
hearing are truly a different entity.
We must listen from
the soul what the ear hears. When we do we might just bear witness to the love
that is trying to infiltrate the parts of us that have weathered the grief and
mourning in life. I thank my Higher Power for not just the typical footsteps I
have grown accustomed to, but even more for the new hungry ones that are only
fed by the next one after it.
When we are listening
to understand and not to respond in this world, it often works out. It is then
in that moment we are equipped with the pair of eyes that God wanted us to see
with, the eyes of the heart.
So what might you see when you see this image I
attached? Do you see the bends in the road leading to a tree's tunnel that
breaks through to the sun's morning rays? Or might you also see this bend in
the road as a wavelength we can groove too. A wavelength we can gratefully ride
toward the light of a new day and precious promise. The light that greets us
and our hungry footsteps...
Listening, learning, feeling,
seeing, all are parts equal in....Loving
John
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