*Seeing*

Seeing. 

Right Here. 

Right where I am.

Yesterday morning I went for a walk.

Here.  At home.

As an afterthought ~ I grabbed my camera.

My camera is a window.

To my world.

That sharpens my sight.

With it in my hand ~ I look ~ I peer into my world.

Where some worship with song. . .

My worship of God is best expressed

In delight of really seeing

My worship instrument is not a piano

Not a guitar

A camera.

In Ecclesiastes, it urges..."Do not let the foreigners steal your joy"

Foreigners to God's perfect creation

like weeds, sickness, tangled webs of wounded hearts, harsh winds on the face & soul, plagues.

Look past the foreigners to see the beauty that is still there

Despite the fallen world around us.

His glory is still here.

To see.

To savor.

Gold is not found in a mountain of pure shimmer.

It is found in the deep dirty darkness

Of a mine.

It takes looking.

Seeing.

Focus.

This prairie is a mine.

Filled with beauty.

It just takes looking.

Focusing.

Savoring the beauty

among the thorns, the grasshoppers, the wind, the mud.

It takes intention.

My camera

Gives me intention.

Helps me see and celebrate

And savor the season that I am in.

Spring. 

Thirty-six years old. 

Wife of a handsome good-hearted rancher. 

Mom to kids 10, 8, 3.

There is much to savor

About each of these seasons.

Right where I am.

Right here.

Seeing.

C~2010 Jodene (Jodi) Shaw