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Though I have taken many of photographs in my life, and
have even been accused of being a photographer, I have not had many photographs
taken of me. What I did have taken, for the most part, have been lost or
destroyed. The following photographs are just a few moments of my life. The few
moments that are captured here do not represent the way that I look/looked
physically but rather represent who I was. I don't mind having so few photos of
me but I do wish that there were more of me with my children for several
reasons. 1.) I would have more of our photographically captured moments to
assist in transporting me and anyone else that would view them back to a time
when life was good to me and a time that the goodness of that life was all that
reflected and emanated from my essence. 2.) (For
my 2 youngest children), it would hopefully mean that there would have been more
moments that I would have had with them ..period. I do have.. somewhere.. many
more photos of all three of my children that I would like to post here but I
can't post them at this time because I do not have access to them..
(Interestingly, that seems to be the case with some of the most important
elements of my life). I also wish that I had a few more displayable moments
from all of the positive relationships that I have had. Again , except for the
photos that are on this page, what photos that I do have I don't have access to
at this time.... All of the photos that I have access to were taken before the
theme of this website became the theme of my life..,
every rainbow, every storm every sunrise, sunset or star lit sky, every baby's
smile, it has occurred to me that that all of the beauty that God created for us
in this awareness was made to give us a glimpse of what to look for in ;;;l;His
eternal promise to us, and with a magnificence of such grandeur that anything
that is less than His gift, no matter how incredible, appears as darkness to any
being that has spiritual insight. The path of to God's light is brilliantly lit
with all of the wonders that He has provided for the limitation of our 5 earthly
senses. For this, I am awe-fully grateful for having had this life no matter how
dark and painful that many of the moments in my life were. There have been many times that my life has been reduced to
a grain of sand in this sea of technical madness that makes up most of
contemporary world. Still, I have found the beauty of God somewhere within that
grain of sand. It is always there in everything. We don't need to know how to
read or even how to listen to words to know God. He has made sure that his
Love, His beauty, His Truth, and his lessons for salvation are continually
available in every dimension of our awareness.
I also believe that in all of the
magnificent creations that maintain our awe that there are also lessons of how
to live that are interwoven into each of those God given vistas. One of the most
beautiful of those vistas and one of the most important lessons to me at this
moment of life is the vista/lesson of Autumn. The life of the leaves... their
moment of final glory starts as they prepare to leave the tree to their next
phase of existence. Here, before they do what most of us call dying they give us
their best theatric show. They clad themselves in magnificent golds and reds and purple
hues, and then in their final theatric scene they separate their lives from the
tree and then for one incredible moment, they perform this amazing feat of
suspending themselves in the air in a massive symphony of color until
finally they alight upon the ground, gathered together in a crescendo of
color and slowly their hues surrender their colorful act to assume the
role of a cloak that protects and to prepares the coming
of the next season of life.
I guess should be my moment. It is not my most creative moment and very far from
my best. I wish that I could give more.., some thing beautiful.. something
healing, something.., blessed.., for me.. for my ..... family,... and for all of
those that have touched me or who I have touched. But this is all that I have..
no ... technical feat... no fancy graphics, or all of those..."neat things" that
can be "created.., with "all of those neat toys" presently available in this
monolithic moment of technical awe and terror. But ..it is my moment..
all that I got.. ..so, with what is left of the fragments of yesterday and
what I could get from the few moments that I have had to gather from the tools
of today and tomorrow, this is my Autumn Prayer to God for you.. my family and
..( you know who you
... and for me..
....I know that the leaves of these pages will make the close
of this season of my life more painful. It already has..
...However... do you know
the legend of the thornbird??
of The Thornbird"
There is a legend about a bird
which sings just once in its life, more sweetly than any other creature on the
face of the earth. From the moment it leaves the nest it searches for a thorn
tree, and does not rest until it has found one. Then, singing among the savage
branches, it impales itself on the longest, sharpest spine. And, dying, it rises
above its own agony to out-carol the lark and the nightingale. One superlative
song, existence the price. But the whole world stills to listen, and God in his
heaven smiles. For the best is only bought at the cost of great pain... Or so
says the legend.
In any case
...what I do have is here.. Thanks for taking the
time to visit ..