Sun-break Meditation

Tuesday, September 29, 2009

"The wind blows where it wishes, and you hear the sound of it, but cannot tell where it comes from and where it goes. So is everyone who is born of the Spirit." (Jn. 3:8)

The sun forces a break in post-processing this morning, streaming in, offering a chance to breathe from the frenetic (and at times frustrating) "on to the next one," "it is what it is" that is the truth of what comes out of my camera sometimes before I retouch my images. The brightness conceals both error and edit, inviting me to notice what is beyond my computer screen. There is life on the other side, and it helps to remember.

The windows are open today. I can breathe the air; it is bluer than the thick humid yellow we've avoided all summer. There is that lovely breeze I felt last spring... It is the sort of day that makes me think, "No, I don't need a bigger house with smaller windows. I'll stay here in the small and watch the light."

Piper woke this morning where she fell asleep, wanting to watch "Duh-bo," to cuddle with Mama and Daddy on the couch. When the movie finished, she collected her block box from her room and padded into the kitchen where I was working.

"Good morning, Mama! Blocks!"

She dumped them in the pile of light in front of the refrigerator. She likes to play in the bright spots. I remember that I did too.

I'm cataloging beauty, in spite of my discouragement over low lighting and blurry, grainy story-pictures.

I don't want to stop taking pictures. The hope is always there that I'll get to be that photographer, shoot that one wedding, capture that one look, record that one girl in a white dress so that she'll lose her breath looking at herself. I want to capture wind capping waves, brushing through trees, jeweling hair in sun. I'm still searching out beauty, still composing, changing my rules, adapting, becoming.

This is only my today; I haven't seen tomorrow. It is the way of the Spirit, alive in the waiting, working ever in the Father's time, comforting, convicting, teaching, revealing God-heart to dust.

I tell myself again as the sun slips behind shade and I go back to work that it is only a few years before they will be grown enough to be busy in their own right. I won't be a baby-toddler mom forever. Now is not the time to give up the dream. It is my time to learn to see again. To shoot from my heart again. To be a beginner whose new-wings won't be clipped too soon.

Who can see the wind, anyway?

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6 comments:

Jo@Mylestones said...

"Now is not the time to give up the dream. It is my time to learn to see again."
Beautifully put. You spoke wisdom to yourself here. You won't be a baby-toddler mom forever. There is so much beauty to be found and captured in these fleeting days. You are wise to embrace it for what it is, knowing dumped blocks and spilled milk are part of a much bigger (and lovelier) picture.

Maureen said...

I think that so long as you write from your heart and "shoot" from your heart, you'll see. It's when the heart is most open that the light comes in. Blessings.

Cassandra Frear said...

I love to listen to the wind. It's one of my favorite sounds in all the world. Some nights I hear it, and I think of Elijah and the whisper that followed it.

Danielle said...

That's one of my favorite scriptures, especially after I heard John Piper preach on it. Wow. And that's one of my favorite photos that you've taken to date. It holds such magic, you can almost feel the wind!

nAncY said...

i remember that time of toddler with the girls...tho 9 years apart. that time looks very short from my angle of looking back.

do you take photos of weddings?

i love images of light and wind in the curtains. and i love gentle coolish breeZes coming through the window. ahhhh. nice.

btw. what part of the usa do you live in?

Kelly Langner Sauer said...

nAncY, I do shoot weddings, though I'm scaling way back because of my kids. Right now, I'm slogging through the processing on the four I shot this year.

Pete and I are in Charleston, SC, though Virginia is the place I call home.

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