Some days you wake up early and wonder why?
Then you look out the kitchen window as you built the coffee, and you just whisper a wow and a thank you. Your day is started with a blessing and a prayer.
Be aware of the wonder out your kitchen window. ††† en theos †††
Grandfalls Texas, Multi-Denominational Church
We were driving home from a afternoon of hard work, as if getting to make photographs for a living should ever be considered hard. But photography was taught to me as an 80% furniture moving & 20% photography kind of operation. Anyhow, I was tired and my back was aching.
We have driven by this church many times. I have stopped to photograph it during daylight, but this time it was late dusk on a Wednesday night. The structure was aglow with cool blue light and warmth from within.
The photograph could and should have been a lot better. The highlights are blown out and I wasn’t sure if I liked the lights of the oilfield trucks that just keep on coming by. Still, the image stands up for me. Mainly because I took the effort to stop and record a visual opportunity.
So often I have zipped on past such offerings and then beat myself up for days and weeks for the would of, should of, could of thinking. So it stands as much more than just an image of a church in passing.
We also were blessed by the spirit of old hymns drifting to us between the rumble of passing trucks. I have often wondered how the heck can a multi-denominational church work? I have only attended single denomination churches and the bickering there amongst like minded folks has most often driven me away. Yepp, it was worth the stop.
Go with the flow and stop for the know. en theos ††† jim
Let’s see we have Good Friday, Black Friday but no colorful adjectives for Saturday.
I made this image on Sunday evening November 10 in Kerrville TX. I went to bed with a cough that evening and I have been sick ever since. I’ve had one or two almost okay days only to slip back under the covers. I think I forgot to leave something at the cross and that I picked something up instead. Just tired of coughing, hacking, fighting headaches. fever and sore lungs. It has been a really lousy three weeks and I am really wanting to lose this crud….
Blessing on you ††† en theos ††† j
“I have said that Texas is a state of mind, but I think it is more than that. It is a mystique closely approximating a religion. And this is true to the extent that people either passionately love Texas or passionately hate it and, as in other religions, few people dare to inspect it for fear of losing their bearings in mystery or paradox. But I think there will be little quarrel with my feeling that Texas is one thing. For all its enormous range of space, climate, and physical appearance, and for all the internal squabbles, contentions, and strivings, Texas has a tight cohesiveness perhaps stronger than any other section of America. Rich, poor, Panhandle, Gulf, city, country, Texas is the obsession, the proper study, and the passionate possession of all Texans.”
― John Steinbeck, Travels with Charley: In Search of America
I like the flag and the creative things that people style out of it. I have seen, boots, shirts, ties, t-shirts, glasses, mugs, beer huggies, gloves, sox,blanket, sheets, hats, coats, even undergarments, but I think this was my first truck††† en theos ††† jimwork
THE BLUE DOOR & GATE
In traveling to New Mexico, I am pulled to the warm way of gates and doors there. This one in La Mesilla is one I have drifted by for almost forty years.
During all seasons it beckons. It begs me to hear the weathered squeak as I let myself enter. Ah, to have the courage to cross, to share my story with the walls and the occupants, just so I could hear a little of theirs.
It would be worth the price of admission I’m sure. ††† en theos ††† jimwork
One of the best looking painted flags I have found.
I guess sometimes things work better with fewer strips and less stars!
The Texas Flag Code assigns the following symbolism to the colors of the Texas flag: blue stands for loyalty, white for purity, and red for bravery. The code also states that single (lone) star “represents ALL of Texas and stands for our unity as one for God, State, and Country.” The “lone star” is, in fact, an older symbol predating the flag which was used to symbolize Texans’ solidarity in declaring independence from Mexico. It is still seen today as a symbol of Texas’ independent spirit, and gave rise to the state’s official nickname “The Lone Star State”.
Long may we get it all together………en theos…..jim
I am pleasantly blown away by how the colors are blended in New Mexico. If I tried this at home, I know beforehand it it would not please anyone. Then again this image was made in T or C NM at a place named the “Pelican” apartments. I could also never bring myself to name a place in the middle of the desert with the name of a sea bird. Some folks just have a nack, the rest of us just get to enjoy and wonder how and why.
“Why do two colors, put one next to the other, sing? Can one really explain this? no. Just as one can never learn how to paint.”
Paint outside the lines with a color out of the box! ††† en theos ††† jimwork
“to live in this world
you must be able
to do three things
to love what is mortal;
to hold it
against your bones knowing
your own life depends on it;
and, when the time comes to let it go,
to let it go”
― Mary Oliver, New and Selected Poems, Vol. 1
PezfulEZFeelin’@U ††† jlawrence
Things are not always as they appear. This is an image taken at night with a full moon veiled by a thin layer of high clouds. Another one of those times that things do not evolve as you planned.
Life flows that way. I never planned to have so many days of “melancholy” (the Freudian polite word for depression) at this station of my life. Yet the clouds continue to form and obscure.
Holding tight and fast to Toby Mac’s promising words:
“So, baby, hold on Just another day or two I can see the clouds are moving faster now And the sun is breaking through
If you can hold on To the one that’s holding you There is nothing that can stop this crazy Love from breaking through.”
Seems like I have been holding on to different songs lyrics for most of my life. I keep repeating them, trying hard to turn them into reality.
Peace out ††† en theos ††† jlawrence
Whether joy or sorrowful, the heart needs a
double, because a joy shared is doubled and
a pain that is shared is divided….Ruckett.
So share your heart with someone you love today, better yet share it with someone you don’t like!!!
Pezful EZ Feelin’ @U ††† en theos ††† jim