georgia has been experiencing all four seasons with in a week or two here lately. we’ve had single digit weather on monday, and then on friday, we are wearing shorts, [all within the same week]. we’ve had snow, rain, thunderstorms, and unexpected heat. it has been keeping everyone around me, including myself, a sniffling mess. life has a way of coming in seasons and draw us to the same conclusion. a sniffling mess.
[above: enjoying a snow day, as a family].
luckily, my life have been pretty [summery] with the exception of a few sicknesses and stomach bugs. yuck! we have been embracing this season of our lives. we have been able to be there for those around us battling serious illnesses within their families, comforting those who have lost loved ones within our church family, and building relationships with the community around us. we have been, as us christians like to say, “#blessed.” ha. all jokes aside have been privileged to meet needs around us.
seasons are changing, yet again. at times, those seasons seem like they creep into our lives and we wonder where they came from and how we didn’t notice. however, this season change came in more like a nature disaster. a tidal wave. pretty accurate. i found myself confused and disoriented… then my composer turned into a sniffling mess. [i hate being a girl].
after phoning “the BIG man” upstairs, i realized there was a need for me to getaway. to leave. to think. to breathe. so i did.
a change of scenery was exactly what i needed. i also needed a friend. evanda.
[above: meet evanda; a beauty, she is].
evanda has become a dear friend. she shares my love for musicians. 🙂 cheap fashion. dreaming. freedom. life. people. photography. and now HAITI. she has quickly, without hesitation become my accountability, cheerleader, encourager, and fellow dreamer.
[new eats with a precious friend].
when i needed out and a fresh open-mind, i knew who would speak some solid truth in my life, but we also hear my heart, but see beyond the problem. i spent the better part of my day with evanda; crying, dreaming, eating, laughing, shooting, talking, and walking. God has always put the right people in my life at just the right time and evanda is no exception.
[midtown : piedmont park]
this season has not really changed from being [summery], but there seem to be some tornado weather covering up the son right now. yes, i know, i said, “son.” that is just it. this tidal wave or tornado weather has caused me some confusion and disorientation. it was like i went from 4G to roaming. my reception has been all jacked up. i reached out to an operator [evanda] and she worked on getting me back on track. focused.
[shot of an empty rusty fountain. taken by me]
looking at that fountain is kind of how i feel. broken. drained. rusty. in need of repair. capable of working again.
i don’t feel like this in all areas of my life. just one. yet it affects all the others. [i’ve never been good at compartmentalizing.]
i know this is just a season and these tornadoes may last a little longer than I would like, but just like tornadoes come in… they also go out. quickly. these seasons do not operate on my time schedule, but the Lord’s. [so it might last a little while]. ha. the funny thing is, i love tornadoes. they are intriguing to me… a force of violent circular pressure that causes massive destruction to everything it engulfs. sometimes, it picks up and destroys. other times, it picks up and lays down somewhere else. or maybe, just maybe, clouds up the sky bring lots of rain and noise without damaging a thing… jumping one to more on to the next. i am not sure what this tornado has in store, but i plan to make the most of it. with new perspective, vision, and optimism. enjoying the glimpses of the sun along the way.
[one of my favorite shot by Dave Rebot].
in the meantime, i will be adventurous and stand in the rain taking pictures of the beauty it brings. keeping my eyes on the SON and praying for clarity.
[we choose what we on: the clouds or the clear sky]
choosing to over come this sniffling mess.
2 Corinthians 12:9-10, says, “Each time he said, ‘My grace is all you need. My power works best in weakness.’ So now I am glad to boast about my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ can work through me. That’s why I take pleasure in my weaknesses, and in the insults, hardships, persecutions, and troubles that I suffer for Christ. For when I am weak, then I am strong.”
[reflection on overcast days]