Flowers are beautiful. If I had a dollar for every photo I have of flowers I might actually have some money…. Seriously, is there anybody who wants to give me a dollar per photo? All Kidding aside, we tend to look at flowers from one direction, the top. Sometimes I think that is how people tend to view most things in life. By getting used to seeing things from one point of view or perspective we forget that there are other ways to see the wonders of creation around us, both physical and spiritual.
In this picture my niece pointed out that it looked like an image from Bugs Life the movie. She was right. The photo has the perspective that a bug might have. It was taken from underneath the flowers. Not an easy task. I basically have to lie on the ground, my face almost buried in the dirt, and then arch my neck up in a very unnatural position, all while making sure the camera doesn’t get dirt on it. So, I look a little silly lying in the dirt. No big deal. The perspective I shot of the flower was incredible. It was just as beautiful as any of the shots I have gotten from the top of flowers. Shot’s like this one have given me the idea that looking at things from perspective of a bug, something small and insignificant can be quite rewarding.
Sometimes we walk around thinking that we are the most important thing around, that our perspective is the only one that matters, but, as silly as it may be, there are usually other ways to look at things. Bugs, after all, may seem small and somewhat insignificant at times, but God gave them a view too.
Isaiah 55:8 “My thoughts are nothing like your thoughts,” says the LORD. “And my ways are far beyond anything you could imagine.
What goes through a person’s mind when the keys are missing…really missing, not just misplaced. I don’t know about anybody else but I go nuts, crazy nuts. First, it is the “retrace the steps” routine. Then I move on to going room to room and looking under every piece of furniture. After that I would move to the kitchen, where every single drawer would be opened and rummaged through. Why I would think that I put my keys with our teacups is still a mystery to me, but still I look.
Most of the time when the keys are lost they end up in some mundane, normal place. Like in the pocket of my wonderful, amazing, and loving, husbands dirty pants. Which were in the bottom of the wash pile. Once however, we really did loose a set of keys. We looked every ware, and could not find them. For months they were missing. We just assumed they were lost forever. Then, one day…a miracle, the missing keys were found. Celebration erupted, congratulations were doled out. What was lost, had been found, and we could not be happier about something that seems so small.
My simple question to myself and anyone else who might take a gander at this blog is…What are the keys in your life, that, if they went missing, you would really notice, and want to take the time to find them… Is it daily quiet time with God, Bible Reading, fellowship with friends, worship. All of these can be the “KEY” to having a life filled with joy. I urge you to hold on to them, and if they go missing, then, by all means, find them!
He was looking at us. Probably wondering what all the commotion was about. What were all those people doing, waiting in line, and the others buzzing about, busy. I noticed him watching us. The bars make it look like we were in some secure facility. Really the entire other side of the gate was wide open, and we had tons of children running about, playing soccer, and other games with the missionaries. He was intent, however, to watch.
We were in the heart of Nicaragua, on a medical mission with some doctors, nurses, and first year med students from the University of Miami. I am not medically inclined so I was given a camera and a task to take photos. My fist experience with a digital camera. I took tons of pictures that week, but this one stuck with me. This kid, just staring.
Was he an Orphan? Was he scared of us? What was he thinking?
I will never know the answers to those questions, but I do know what we are called to do with those called “Orphans”. We are commissioned to help look after them. To help those that seemingly cannot help themselves. Do we, help? do we make a difference? I think so. But we must pay attention, and search for more opportunities, because just as blessed as we are, there are those that have nothing.
But seek first the kingdom of God and His Righteousness…
I learned about perspective in my high school art class. Props to my teacher Mr VanDam. Ya, his name totally kicks butt. Anyway, basically visual perspective is that everything you see, every line, every angle, everything in the three dimensional world goes to a point in linear space known as a vanishing point. Many of the masters of the Renascence were also extremely good at understanding three dimensional perspective and how to develop the vanishing points so that the paintings had more depth.
Perspective in life is not always as easy as tracing lines to a point in a painting. Often times we get bogged down in all of the noise in the foreground, like objects that block lines to the focal points. This can be so prevalent, that we loose sight of what really matters. I recently had someone tell me, in a serious situation, that they didn’t see God in it. At first I was upset, then I wanted to get defensive, but after I thought about it, I realized no one involved, including myself, was having the right perspective. If we seek God first, Look at the point that points to Him, we will have the right perspective, and we will see that He is in and through everything, even the difficult things.
Just a cool tidbit of info, if you didn’t know, When Leonardo Da Vinci painted the “Last Supper”, he designed the image so that all of the perspective points pointed to the figure in the middle of the painting…That would be Jesus. Looks like he had the right perspective after all.