This past year, 2014, has been harder than most. My father died in February and things came undone. But, if it’s possible, 2013 was even worse. What I’ve been through is probably exactly what you’ve been through in your life. The most personal stories are also the most universal. Lies and betrayal. Sickness and death. Rejection and isolation.
Things come unraveled for everyone. Pain and suffering do not make us special or unique. It’s gratitude, wild and aimless under a tree with no blossoms, that counts. Will you let the fire you’re walking through refine you? Skim the dross from the surface of your life? Shine back to the world something simple, tender, and holy?
I have always wanted to tell you about the depths of my despair so I can show you my view from the mountaintop. It is more beautiful than ever. So many things, so many people, so much love and so much pain carried me here. From this vantage point, I can hear the laughter spilling out across the Oklahoma prairie.
I can feel the earth tremble
Beneath the rumbling of the buffalo hooves
And the fury in the pheasant’s wings
And there’s fury in a pheasant’s wings
It tells me the Lord is in His temple
And there is still a faith that can make the mountains move
And a love that can make the heavens ring (Rich Mullins, Calling Out Your Name)
I enjoy sharing demographics and research about Generations X, Y, and Z. Baby Boomers and Silents, too. We’re all in this together, weaving history that future generations will try to unravel and examine. What did our living really mean and how did it matter? I love memoirs and nostalgia, but what I know best is hope and redemption; mercy, and grace.
In the dark morning rain, I take my son to McDonalds for pancakes and sausage and those glorious folded eggs. How I love them.
He asks me why I take pictures of people I don’t know and I tell him because I’m trying to figure things out.
Figure what out he says and I tell him just life. I’m trying to understand her life because she has touched my day.
This, by the way, is why I tip bigger when the service is bad. I’ve been sent to offer mercy, which I’ve needed so many times myself.