Empty...

I sent for this frame months ago
in anticipation of framing a beautiful photo I had won
in a friend's photography contest...

This is the way it arrived...

Perhaps I should have had an inkling then
that life would throw a curve...

The brutality of mortality got in the way... 

Now the frame remains ...

Broken...

Empty...

There are days
I feel
the
same...

Life Through My Lens - Morning has broken...

Through the blackest night, morning gently tiptoes, feeling its way to dawn.  ~ Robert Brault

Slow buds the pink dawn like a rose

From out night's gray and cloudy sheath;

Softly and still it grows and grows,

Petal by petal, leaf by leaf.

~Author Unknown

Guest post...

Header borrowed from Four Perspectives.

I was fortunate enough to be able to write a guest post at Four Perspectives, an excellent blog by some very good friends, not to mention wonderful writers. Check it out if you'd like.

Come listen...

This weekend I sought a renewal I desperately needed after a difficult few months. The words spoken and music shared helped begin to refill my spiritual reservoir. 

Weary Not

If the way be full of trial, weary not;
If it's one of sore denial weary not;

If it now be one of weeping,

There will come a joyous greeting,

When the harvest we are reaping, weary not

CHORUS

Do not weary by the way

Whatever be thy lot

There awaits a brighter day

To all, to all who weary, weary not

If the way be one of sorrow, weary not;
Happier will be the morrow, weary not;

Here we suffer tribulation,

Here we must endure temptation,

But there'll come a great salvation, weary not;

If misfortunes overtake us, weary not;
Jesus will never forsake us, weary not;

He will leave us never, never,

From His love there's naught can sever,

Glory to the Lamb forever, weary not

(“If the Way be Full of Trial, Weary Not,” Deseret Sunday School Songs (1909), no. 158)

Media of the Week - Titanium/Pavane - Piano Guys -

Brilliant interpretation of a beautiful song... Enjoy...

Here is a vocal version, also.