i’m overwhelmed with the details of life. internal and external.
i’m limited. in resources. internal and external.
sometimes i have to fight the darkness inside of me that inadequacy and imperfection exposes. never enough. or too much.
sometimes i lose.
sometimes i overcome.
and yet, my head is lifted in the midst of the chaos. of the darkness. and i see.
see out the window, beauty meant for just me.
will i stop the worrying and the planning? and just look and listen to the whispers of love trying to calm me.
I answer. I grab my camera. and go out. I stop searching and begin to see for the first time all day.
I see life. i hear the quiet. i see beauty. all in the imperfection of me.
because i’ve stopped. and listened to something other than my fears. i begin to see the details of life. and beauty that was meant just for me.
and i feel at peace.
“But you O Lord, are a shield about me. You are my glory, and the lifter of my head.”
very beautiful, especially the shadows
That was indeed beautiful, and calm, and placing it all in perspective. The perspective I can often lose sight of myself. Thank you Carrie, for being a means of grace that I adore. Tari
Those are beautiful pictures and a right perspective when we are swallowed by ourselves. Jean