Reflections

God made us to not need the blaring materialism and excess and noise and loudness of this crazy non-stop go go go society that tells us to buy, eat, consume. It never satisfies.
I find myself more hungry and planning my next buy, my next outing and experience without appreciation for a moment. It breeds an insatiable, growing emptiness for more. Unfortunately.
Why do we lose ourselves?
I hate that I have lost the beautiful, stayedness of stillness. Reflection. Hearing my own thoughts, and not fearing the thoughts that can finally be made coherent. Or even having a moment, yet being satisfied in it with a security in who I am and where I'm at have not been as easy.
Why can't I just be?
I have been inspired by that. A friend, Kate, (who may be readint this :) ) commented on a beautiful picture by a photographer named Mikayla Mackaness (I think that's the spelling), and I browsed through her ART- because it was combined with such explanation, analysis, poetry of expressed feelings and emotions- I was faced with a difference.
A difference because I have been seperated from a core of myself to know what it is I think, what I feel, how I empassion and vision and dream. My expression. :) My creativity... I can see there's freedom to know a sense of that in myself. I remember a little.
Anyway, I am yet encouraged in my life with Jesus. I'm not saying I feel completely lost or deaf. Just a little blinded toward my creativity. But I will again see. Explore in security and show what is in my heart, with hopefully a grown use for somehow contributing what I have in me to help touch and change and impact the people around me, and those far away and in-between.
God is LOVE. and he loves me. He is in me. He gives his fellowship to me. I want to share that.
and any special images he allows me to see through his eyes, visions, and captured images and moments... through his magnificent lense.
Beauty is Him, was created by Him, and He captures all. Beautiful. He first saw. And now, He allows me and you to see Him... What beauty. It was first Him. And is a reflection of him, anywhere it is seen and manifested. Glorious and gorgeous.
I love you, my beautiful Friend and Father. Amen.