Cement Garden

I've traveled under this overpass off and on for more than twelve years. The journey is always the same.

Nothing new.

Nothing interesting.

It's merely a path that gets me from point A to point B.

But yesterday my journey through came to a dead stop when I saw someone had chosen to make the mundane, utilitarian walls their canvas.

This cement garden brightened my day. I love to find beauty in unexpected places. Who doesn't?

But to be the catalyst for beauty in the life of another...now that's a cut above.

Now it's your turn. Please share a time when unexpected beauty interrupted your day.

I always welcome your comments.

WATCHWORD WEDNESDAY: It is Written

"For ever since the world was created, people have seen the earth and sky. Through everything God made, they can clearly see his invisible qualities—his eternal power and divine nature. 

 So they have no excuse for not knowing God."

―Romans 1:20, NLT

Our handwriting is as unique to us as our fingerprints. Its characteristic style can serve as a blueprint of our minds. Though not an exact science, handwriting analysis reveals individualized markers of our personality and character. The examination of the strokes of our handwriting can uncover specific thought patterns, emotions and behavior. Our handwriting may change due to current circumstances and moods, however, the characteristics of our basic personality remain the same.

Accordingly, the broad creative strokes of God throughout our universe reveal not only his existence but give us glimpses into his divine nature. His character is as diverse as his creation, yet he is the same yesterday, today and forever. From the smallest insect to the most majestic mountain range or deepest ocean, the revelation of his innate beauty is clearly seen.

Scripture declares that the earth is filled with God's glory―this wondrous hallmark of his presence leaves me breathless. How about you?

Take deliberate steps today to notice your surroundings and expect to see His signature there.

Now it's your turn. Although God's handwriting is everywhere, where do you see it most clearly? Also, feel free to copy and use this image without altering its content.

Please leave a comment.

Blessings,

Starr

WATCHWORD WEDNESDAY: Hear Ye! Hear Ye!

 "Blessed are your eyes, for they see, and your ears, for they hear."

―Matthew 13:16, ESV

 

 

Selah!

 

Please visit my devotional blog at the following link

http://365degreelens.blogspot.com/ 

WATCHWORD WEDNESDAY: Divine Signature

 

 ^"For ever since the world was created, people have seen the earth and sky.

Through everything God made, they can clearly see his invisible qualities—his eternal power and divine nature.  So they have no excuse for not knowing God." 

―Romans 1:20, NLT

 

Our handwriting is as unique to us as our fingerprints. Its characteristic style can serve as a blueprint of our minds. Though not an exact science, handwriting analysis reveals individualized markers of our personality and character. The examination of the strokes of our handwriting can uncover specific thought patterns, emotions and behavior. Our handwriting may change due to  current circumstances and moods, however, the characteristics of our basic personality remain the same.

 

Accordingly, the broad creative strokes of God throughout our universe reveal not only his existence but give us  glimpses into his divine nature. His character is as diverse as his creation, yet he is the same yesterday, today and forever. From the smallest insect to the most majestic mountain range or deepest ocean, the revelation of his innate beauty is clearly seen. Scripture declares that the earth is filled with God's glory―this wondrous hallmark of his presence leaves me breathless. How about you?

Please visit my devotional blog at the following link

http://365degreelens.blogspot.com/ 

 

Abandoned Nest

 

"Blessed are your eyes because they see, and your ears because they hear."

―Matthew 13:16, NIV 

 

In December of 2010, my sister and I placed our ninety-one year old mother in a nursing home. Anyone, who has walked this path, knows the emotional toll it takes upon a family. God, in his grace, used my love for photography as a diversion from the events that were beginning to unfold. My frequent thirty-minute drives to and from the facility became occasions for me to collaborate with the Lord as to my next daily photo and blog post.

Twenty-two days after my mother entered the facility, I noticed an abandoned nest in an adjacent wooded lot. As I focused my camera's lens on its poignant beauty, God quietly spoke to me of another “abandoned nest”―one whose tenant would never return.

I will always cherish my encounter and the bittersweet token of beauty God tenderly placed on my difficult path that day, simply to say . . . “I am here.” 

After a nine month stay, my mother left the facility for her eternal nesting place. That was two years ago today. I miss her daily.