I was thinking yesterday.
(always dangerous, I know.)
But what if we are taking everything, literally everything we are not constantly thanking God for, for granted?
Often, I attribute everything that leaves me in awe to God.
But what about the things that don't generally strike me as amazing? That I don't usually notice?
Little things, like the way a branch finally lets its last leaf flutter towards the frosty dirt below.
Like the way the color of the sunlight changes between each season.
These things are beautiful.
They are good. They are perfect. They are God's creation, and as far as I can tell, are unmarred by humanity.
According to James 1:17, "Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows."
These are gifts.
They are gifts!
And I am ungrateful.
God has been teaching me so much about how beautiful this world is through the gift of photography. Photography has taught me to look at the world in different ways - to notice the way the light and shadows fall, to pay attention to my surroundings, to look for beauty in things that would be ignored by most or even classified as ugly.
And through these changes in myself, I am able to see God a little more clearly.
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