Morning Has Broken

August 28, 2020  •  Leave a Comment

The quiet of the morning is a gift. His mercies are renewed every morning. Before demands take us over, we can sit in His presence and become remade, blessed, filled with His purpose. Mark 1:35 tells us that Jesus rose a ”great while before day” and went to a place of solitude. He submitted His human to the spirit of His father. What we did yesterday, last week, ten years ago does not matter to the Lord once you lay it at His feet. He is faithful, He is forgiving, He is forever our God, loving Father, protector and champion.

Listening to: dry bones rattling by Elevation Worship.

Watching: The Closer and Rizzoli and Isles reruns. Again. It’s all about the writing.

Reading: Unforgettable photograph by George Lange and Scott Mowbray

I love photography! I love people, I love to shoot, and I love to create wonderful art with some of the images. With the revolutionary cameras on cell phones and digital cameras, many photographers are doing everything but shooting to continue to pay the bills. I understand. When I ponder what things I could possibly do to bring in revenue besides releasing the shutter, all I can come up with is ‘shoot.’ So, I practice, I learn, I put myself out there and I wait for the right persons to find me. I always have work, for I seek opportunities, but they are not always paid opportunities. But God.

Last weekend, I documented a baby shower. Let me extol the ingenuity of Amazon, who provided us with a ‘party in a box‘. Everything we needed to decorate the house was in one box, including the sign-in poster.

My daughter dipped Rice Krispies and pretzels in candy melts and we prepared a nacho bar for sustenance.

We celebrated my baby girl’s baby girl, who is due with my great baby girl in September.

There were photo booth props in the party in a box too. People who hate photos of themselves, will pose with props. Usually. We took photos of each guest with our baby mama, just like we did at birthday parties years ago. We were blessed with the turn out, the gifts and the love that was ‘showered’ upon Mikayla, and are so grateful.

This was a day to be remembered. And I have the receipts (proof).

 

 


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