Not the beginning but the ending of the day. Setting and settling and ending, with the promise of a new rising on the following day.
I have used a number of setting sun photographs in the past, and this one simply speaks of hope and promise and new perspectives. The ending of each day makes us stop and think, even for a second. Everything is held in balance and too often I take it for granted.
As I write this, the morning is bringing light after darkness. Whatever unfolds I hear the words of the risen Jesus at the close of Matthew’s gospel; ‘I am with you always, even to the the end of the age’,,,,
‘I am the vine; you are the branches. If you remain in me and I in you, you will bear much fruit; apart from me you can do nothing.’ John 15;5
Enough said, by Jesus, is my response!
God with us through the rough and the smooth. Branches are fascinating…the carriers of life and hope and new posibilities. This photograph was takem in spring time, as the huge energy of this season burst into the scene!
Jesus tells it like it is…..relationship between you and I with the Son of God. The gift is is his to us. NO strings attached. Hear the words resound in your heart and soul. Branches go where they will…be prepared to hang on to the guidamce of God’s Spirit. The journey is always interesting amd challenging….
Two damsel flies taking in the rays on an outcrop of stone. Perfectly camouflaged and easy to miss or pass by.
Seeing is not always believing, because what we see doesn’t always match what the reality might be. We make judgements about what touches our senses and this may be a good thing, but it is often from a narrow perspective.
God sees us just the way we are. No hiding, no pretence, just as we are is the way to connect with the Creator.
Sun, Bees, beehive, flowers… all the ingredients brought together to create honey! Without the coming together of all these elements the end result would not occur. But with each arriving at the right moment, the sweet taste of honey is the result!
A parable of life perhaps? But also a sense of how faith works for each of us….. As you reflect on this photograph, jot down anything that somes into your consciousness. You may be surprised by what you hear and sense!
This is the most amazing sight I think I have ever photographed! The scene unfolded in the garden of some friends were staying with last week. A fox, up on its back legs, in order to pick ripe plums from a tree in their garden!!
They had never seen anything like this before and it continued for some time, and on other days! The sweetness of the plums was clearly too much to resist! It is an example to us of our own lives, the inner voices that clamour for attention….the ‘go on…it will be OK’ temptation!
How do we ‘hear’ God’s voice in the middle of all that goes on. Should we even bother? Well, I believe it is worth the time, because you never know where it will lead you. My experience is that God’s voice comes in many guises…..even through the damson eating fox!
Here are some words from Psalm 34, verse 8; ‘Taste and see that the Lord is good; blessed is the one who takes refuge in him.’
A curious juxtaposition of words, but there is something that resonates with the sheer delight of the fox!
An eruption of light as the sun begins to set at the end of another day.
Here are some words from 2 Corinthians 1; 3-4; ‘Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of compassion and the God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our troubles, so that we can comfort those in any trouble with the comfort we ourselves receive from God.’
I am taking a break for the next few days; please be assured of my thoughts and prayers. May the peace of God which passes all understanding rest in your heart and soul, every moment of every day.
‘A voice of one calling: “In the wilderness prepare the way for the LORD….’ (Isaiah 40, verse 3.)
The Breamish Valley in Northumberland, photographed last week. The solitary place. Parched ground. Sometimes a raging torrent. Where is the way for the Lord? Perhaps it’s me… the onlooker, being absorbed into the moment?
I might be the voice, but first I need to hear. Prepare myself…hearing, seeing and knowing.
A glimpse of Warkworth Castle and the church , Sun retreating at the dimming of the day. The sea projects tranquility, with the barest of breezes creating ripples across the water.
I could sit in this hazy moment for a while; absorbing the elemnets of the photograph. Each of us seeing from a different perspective and mood.
What particulary fixates me is the lonely life saving buoy at the top of the sand dune, just to the left of the castle.
It speaks quite simply, not just of hazy days, but of the life enhancing love of God for all of us. Whatever the situation or moment. Jesus said, ‘I am the way and the truth and the life……clarity perhaps in those hazy days.
In capturing this scene, I seem to have photographed a new species of bird! The oyster catcher on the left is easily identified…..the bird on the right has turned its head just as I took the shot…it is a Black Headed Gull in disguise! Ooops!
Things are not always how they seem, we can all be surprised by something out of the ordinary. That’s how faith works for us. It is often in the ordinary moments of life that we can be suprised. A different perspective can extend our horizons. The writer, CS Lewis (of Narnia fame) entitled his autobiography, ‘Suprised by Joy’. An account of his conversion to Christianity in the early 1930’s. Up to this point he was an atheist, so it was a dramatic moment!
My own faith journey was full of twists and turns before it came to the moment of belief. It still has those twists and turns but the centre point is the profound love of God for me…and every other being.
Things can look a little difficult sometime, when this happens then ask God for an ‘ooops’ moment.
Impressive, I’m sure you will agree! This oak tree carries within it some kind of memory of the more than 500 years it has been inexistence. Planted in the Dunham Massey estate as a sapling, it has withstood the vagries of weather and human interference. What tales it could tell, but there is a sense that even without language, it speaks to us.
For me it is the endurance that the tree represents. It reveals that throughout the twists and turns of existence there is a thread, of life and gift at the heart of creation. This comes from the Creator of all, the one who holds all and gives us glimpses of deeper meanings than we sense and see, but quite often ignore.