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4.29.2013

Photo Shoot- P Portraits

Here are several pictures from a photo shoot I did in downtown Manitou. Super fun!

Isn't this door the neatest thing ever!!!






She had one of the most adorable personalities ever! I love spending time with people that laugh a ton. Joy is so contagious!






4.23.2013

Photo Shoot- IPS Scarves and Hats

Here are the pictures from today's assignment. The assignment was to incorporate scarves and hats, those two items being the focus of the shot. We had to take pictures with the flash on the camera, and off the camera using it as a hair light. 





Photo Shoot- IPS Coffee

This week Madison and I have been able to be a part of the IPS Digital Photography 2 class!!! It's been fantastic so far. Our assignment was to take pictures within the category of coffee paraphernalia, using our flashes, radio slaves, and soft boxes. Yeah, kind of tricky since, one I don't know how to use my flash at all, two never really have tried, and three really like natural lighting. As challenging as I found it, I loved being put out of my comfort zone. Even though I will always be a natural light kind of girl, I'm learning to appreciate the times when it really can be necessary and extremely helpful.  Here are several of my favorite shots that I captured. ENJOY!!









4.09.2013

Today I Have a Sense of- Budding Life

Oh what goodness! What unfathomable goodness surrounds my every moment of each passing day. What am I, that the Lord of all should follow all my days with goodness and mercy? What wretchedness lies within this breast of mine. Yet His affection is all mine through the pierced hands of the Lamb.

It becomes clear. I gain a glimpse.
Oh how different this woe appears now than at my first sight upon it. The voicing of each sigh, and those tears so painfully shed are for the moment removed. Joy leaps within my soul. What a gift! Agony and blessing working in harmony as a happy instrument, accomplishing the purpose of good. Showering me with love. Presenting me with mercy.

With gratitude and praise, I lift my hands. The aching delight of seeing Him peel back each thick layer of scales. It hurts. But I now see the refreshment brought forth from the death left behind. I feel it, sanctifying me, changing me. The death and mortification, introducing newness of life.
His touch. Those pierced hands, are placed upon my very soul. Incredibly powerful, this small agonizing gesture of grace enfolds me. A sorrowing expression of love, gifted by a man of sorrows. 
What an offering. What an oblation. 

  
Yet the death stripped away still lingers. I catch sight of its presence lying about me. 
Then I feel those same blessed hands that were pierced for my reclamation, guide my attention elsewhere. 

Adjusting my focus, I look closely. There. The sowing, the toil, the suffering, had given rise to buds. Buds of life, life that He longs to witness forming within me. 

I feel His pleasure.

A smile spreads across my face. 

Rapidly, tears of gratitude stream down my face. I close my eyes, resting in His promises. Knowing, nothing can separate me from His goodness and mercy. I can't avoid them. They will never leave me. 

Glancing once more at the new buds of life so graciously given, I sigh, overwhelmed.
The overwhelming sense, the sigh. No longer of fear and anxiety but of trust and content.
My soul becomes quiet.

Yes! Lord it is lovely. I thank you... with all my heart.


"God brought me through many difficulties, tried me through various disappointments, at length carried it to the utmost point of hopelessness and it may way for some things which Providence saw needful for me... reflecting on my troubles, I clearly saw the need of them with a deal of convincing prayer, and my soul was made to see God's love in them all, and from my heart I was made to say, he had done all things well."
-Thomas Boston 




4.03.2013

Today I Have a Longing for- Outlandish Faith




This post is for you. That loneliness you sometimes feel for being different. 
That stand your family has made. That illness, or hurt you are experiencing. It separates you in someway from being "normal", looking "normal", feeling "normal". 
I don't know your struggles. But I know this.
Faithful trusting and obeying, no matter the cost, brings great joy. 
You wait.
You will see.

"...And when they make a long blast with the ram's horn, when you hear the sound of the trumpet, then all the people shall shout with a great shout, and the wall of the city will fall down flat."

Jericho was defeated, HOW?!?
  
Faith calls us to strange places.
 Beyond the reaches of our comfort zone. Beyond the reaches of our understanding. Faith pulls us away to solid ground, providing us with a firm base on which to stand. No storm can shake this faith!
 Yet at the same time it pulls us away from the world around us. This world does not comprehend the sinking nature of the sand they are standing on. Faith guards us from the "normal" way of being, looking and feeling. 


Faith brings mortification.
Why? because it is NOT natural. The selfishness and pride of our hearts rejects all thought of needing direction. Especially directions WE can't comprehend. It is mortifying, it breaks us.                            

Faith has incredible power.
 Scripture tells us it can move mountains. But faith is not about the one who does the believing, it is about the one who gives the power to believe. 
Faith is not something we can do on our own. We not only need His strength to overcome the predicaments we place ourselves in, but we also need His strength to help us believe that He can overcome those predicaments. 
For true belief is brought about by a realization of the feebleness of our own devices, schemes, and power.
A self-confident and haughty man can never know what it is to trust himself to the guiding of the Lord. Who needs a guide when you are already familiar with everything?


I can only imagine how stupid and silly the Israelites must have felt as they marched around the wall of Jericho screaming. I can picture it. That family from Jericho sitting down to dinner, cackling over the  farcical actions of the Israelites. "Wonder where they learned their army tactics from?" Then BOOM! BANG! BOOM! The walls of Jericho come crashing down own their heads. 

As children of God our obedience to His commands will usually be answered by others with laughter, or disregard. This should not be our concern. God WILL condemn the wicked!

 The person who feels God's pleasure, does not fret or worry about the opinion of others. The men who give their allegiance to King Jesus will be mocked as He was. The ways of God will seem as foolish to men, but they will triumph!
Obedience and faith to God's ways yield victory!

Throughout scripture we see time and time again examples of men called to do outlandish things, trusting in faith that God would control the outcome. 

Noah building the ark. The scorn. What a mockery! 
Rain was something in their day that had never been experienced. It was crazy!

Gideon and his three hundred men. What a scandal! Smashing jars and blowing trumpets. That could never defeat the army of Midian.

Blood placed over the door. Really? The angel of death sounded kind of like a fairy tale. A splotch of blood isn't going to do any good. 

Water from a rock. Since when did rocks bring about springs of fresh water? That silly idea really isn't going to help the situation with thirst.

The ark, the smashing jars and blowing trumpets, the blood, the rock. It wasn't magic. It was faith. 
None of those things would do them any good without a stepping out in blind trust.
It took courage. It took bravery.
Others will sneer but what glorious things come from men and women walking by faith and not by sight!

Okay!
So faith calls us to do outlandish things. How does this apply to me?
You've been called to stand alone, to be "abnormal", and to do crazy things, so that not only you, but the entire world can see the mighty acts of God. 

Every suffering and trial we experience, when taken in faith, will bring about a bountiful harvest. We may not see for ourselves all the fruits of our labors, but they will reap. 
So when trials come into our lives, we must step out in faith and give thanks for each affliction. (And remember murmuring is NOT an act of faith!!!) When we complain we are telling God that we don't like the way He is providing for us and that we are not willing to humble ourselves before Him and trust His perfect plan.

C.S. Lewis said-
"When we complain of our suffering we are not asking God to love us more, we are asking Him to love us less." 

Are we clinging in faith to His promises or are we asking him to love us less? 

Remember, faith is the victory!

Lord, make us men and women of courage.
Supply us with outlandish faith.