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!
What does one do when faced with the unbounded beauty of the natural world, in all the grace and splendor which God created it. Well, if you were my two year old daughter, you would throw a stick in it.
On a recent trip to my husbands home state of Colorado we decided to hike from Maroon Bells to Crater Lake. A definite challenge, especially considering the snow on the ground, and my husband carrying our daughter on his back. We finally get there, and well, I brake out the camera…snap, snap snapping away. I was in awe off the whole landscape, it was awesome!!! Autumn on the other hand decided to take a moment and truly experience nature, she picked up the nearest stick, and threw it in the lake…then again, then again. And at that moment, I wonder if God gives a joyful chuckle. Here he creates immense beauty that can hardly be described, cascading mountainsides, crystal clear water, bold blue sky, with soft white clouds. All of that, and the most amusing thing around is a small wooden stick, and the splash it makes in the water, again and again. Wow. I would bet that God delights in that simple pleasure of a little girl that he also created having a blast.
I marvel at the simplicity of it all. Maybe, next time, I will put down the camera and throw a few myself.