i would see a fiery patch of late afternoon sky in between the roof tops...and wistfully imagine how that orange patch might look stretched out over unobstructed horizon.
Or a sunrise with blushing clouds through a dusty glass window...and i would press my nose to the glass to see what's beyond the neighbors' roofs.
Or a glowing sickle moon hanging in an already dark sky after a Zumba class...and i would remember other moonlit skies in the bush.
And i would feel compelled to be physically embraced by GOD's nature. So i finally decided to make time to be comforted -- to encourage myself in the LORD, through His creation...
By the tang of the ocean breeze...by the sight of waves foaming and curling...and eddies rippling.
i talked to fishermen on the pier, practicing my Tagalog with a wrinkled old man from San Narcisso, the little town just after Castillejos in Zambales, where i was born. i spoke rusty Spanish with another old man, who was using a net with mussels for bait. He had three (myself and a married couple, Indians from the Navajo tribe visiting from Arizona) as rapt audience each time he pulled up the net, twice with fish.
Then i checked out the "mussel farm" -- the fisherman's ready bait.
i took this photo of the sitting seagull, posing for me like a sitting duck (i like taking pictures of reflections...and i like reflecting at the beach).
Before i became a CHRISTian, i loved His marvelous handiwork, calling it Mother Nature, as if it were itself a god to be worshiped. Today, of course, i worship the Creator, and stand amazed at all His creation.
Before i became a CHRISTian, i loved His marvelous handiwork, calling it Mother Nature, as if it were itself a god to be worshiped. Today, of course, i worship the Creator, and stand amazed at all His creation.
Here's a gift from above by way of the sea...though i did re-arrange it a little for this photo-op.
And another...someone else had drawn this, but i knew SPIRIT made me notice it so that my heart may be uplifted. And for me, the bottom line always -- it was from GOD.
This is usually how i put myself in the picture...and this is how i want all else in my life to be -- mere shadows compared to JESUS.
Great photos rln. Those hearts were amazing....someone drew them just for you.
ReplyDeleteYep! sometimes i see hearts in the funniest and strangest places -- heart-shaped blob of paint on my palette, 2 stucco-hearts on the wall mural at Midway, 2 pieces of rice stuck together to form a definite heart...heart-shaped leaves, earrings, even lint on the floor...once in the clouds in Taveuni, a hole in the clouds shaped into a perfect heart!
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