My Essay

I published this photo not long ago on here. As I said in my earlier blog, I love this photograph. My husband was curious as to why I love it so much so here goes my attempt to make sense of my usually fragmented and disjointed thinking.

There are moments in our lives when we are completely at peace and happy. We often wish that time would stand still or that our lives were a book we could simply turn down the corner of the page and then return to that moment as easily as we could open a book. At such moments I often stand still and let my heart take a picture. These heart pictures are my most treasured possessions. It just so happened that this time I had a camera in my hands. Each time I look at this picture I am reminded of what a truly perfect day we had.
I love the way my husband and two children were captured in this photograph. They are stepping on the same foot looking down, having some sort of conversation. No doubt it is a conversation of little consequence, easily spoken and quickly forgotten. Such conversations are born of familiarity, trust and love. It delights me that my kids love and completely trust their dad.
I can't think of a better setting for this intimate moment than at the beach. The beach is a place where I am truly aware of the hand of God in the creation of this beautiful earth. I am overcome with gratitude that in the midst of all of the evidence of His majesty and power He knows me and my family, He cares for us, He takes care of us.
I am grateful that I have a tangible evidence of what my heart knows and treasures. Perhaps this will explain to a small extent why I care for this photograph so much.