Photography is on my life's front-page column right now. Truly, life is not much in itself, we are all like vapors that appear one moment and are gone the next. Taking each picture is a preserving moment, as each moment passes. This year has been *the most* eventful year of my life (emphasis on "the most"), and will close being probably the most tried, the most difficult, and also the most joyous. The one year in all nineteen that I've lived with the most experience in "real life".
"Welcome to the real world."
I've been told that probably twenty times so far. Go figure...
So among photography, stencil- and free-hand painting old furniture, a twisted ankle... and I'll be brave enough to mention they were only one-inch heels! yeah... I won't run in heels ever again (yeah right). So anyway, among these things, plus helping out with a revival at another church in Brownfield, my passion for working with and just plain riding horses still lives and thrives, and music is an ever present joy, life is busy. I never got to Ukraine. Some things in life are just not meant to be, I reckon.
So as life goes on and tests, trials and tribulatons are literally one after the other, exhaustment has threatened my path.... but as the Bible says in 2 Corinthains 4: "We are troubled on every side, yet not distressed; we are perplexed, but not in despair; persecuted, but not forsaken; cast down, but not destroyed..."
I know we all reach our stride, we all reach our climax, we all reach the milestones in life, we all have our own story to share... but I am fascinated and awe-struck, still amazed and stuck on this one thing, how faithful our God is and how strong He is when our strength is gone.