Over the past year life has taken some turns and my opportunity to write has diminished. I still write. Actually I write continually, but it never seems to leave my head these days. As I look back over my youth, I can see that I have always been a writer. My mind is always working up sentences, paragraphs, themes.
I’ve taken to jotting down bits here and there in my notebooks.
It’s how I started in the beginning of my blogging days. It’s where I have returned.
Back to the beauty of pen flowing across the paper, but even those entries are fewer than I wish.
You see God has opened new areas of ministry to me and they are increasing. He is calling me out into deep waters, into a relationship with Him that for most makes no sense. But, is there anything about God and His great plan of salvation that makes good, common, down to earth sense? Yeah. I don’t think so. That’s why He is God! His wisdom is not of this natural world. His plans are not what we would ever dream up. He is beyond what our minds could ever think or imagine.
As I step into this calling of ministry to women and teens, I find there is less time for my thoughts to land upon the page.
And then there’s the photography. This fall has been full. A Good full. The beauty God is placing before me is astounding. His people, His creation…. it’s breath taking and I have had the privilege of capturing it lately.
It leaves little time for crafting my words. But, with the camera it is capturing moments and life in a full, vivid color. Helping me to savor these gifts and blessings.
Because this little girl, she’s a gift. And a half hour at dusk playing in the leaves is a moment I do not want to forget.
Words turned to prints. I wouldn’t have it any other way.
