imagination...

A long time ago, I told my son that God likes to paint pictures in the clouds. He's been seeing things ever since.

Toward the right on the top, he saw a baby bird flying away from his momma (aww!). On the bottom I see an Oriental man with a heavy five o'clock shadow.

What has God painted for you?

"Sing to God, sing praise to his name, extol him who rides on the clouds. His name is the LORD and rejoice before him." Psalm 68:4

over the river and through the woods...

Literally, that’s how we go to Nana’s house. It’s a Sunday afternoon thing to spend time with the family. The kids love playing with their cousins and catching up with their grandmother. I wouldn’t trade it for anything that money can buy.

While there, I captured several close-ups of the Gooser thrumming away on the piano, then I realized I was missing the better, big picture.

I love the intricate detail from the macro shot, but it only shares part of the story. Going wide incorporates the entire feeling of relaxing at Nana’s. The sentimentality of those sweet hands on the ivory keys holds meaning for me, but twenty years from now I'm sure the kids will want to see more.

My hope is that one day they will stumble across this random shot of being at Nana’s and be filled with thoughts of love, joy, and nostalgia.

“LORD, you have assigned me my portion and my cup; you have made my lot secure. The boundary lines have fallen for me in pleasant places; surely I have a delightful inheritance.” Psalm 16: 5-6