Looking For Light – Sunbathing Salad

Sunbathing salad freshly washed and drying in the late afternoon light shows a reminder of life, light, growth, health and hope. Even in the dead of the winter this is a welcome reminder of the figurative warmer seasons to come.

Looking For Light – No Words

Maybe it’s ok when we have no words. Sometimes our tears can communicate and be a part of the healing process when there are no words to express and explain.

Documenting The Everyday – Summer Salad, Fuji Superia 400

Mundane tasks come alive when I am looking for light. Some freshly washed, garden grown, summer salad comes alive in the beautiful, golden sunset light.

Looking For Light – Summer Sunset On The Porch, Fuji Superia 400

Sometimes it’s not possible to look up. That’s ok, sometimes we can also find light beautifully dancing at our feet.

Broken

Trying to survive through the battle of the freezing cold, harmful, incredibly damaging storm. I am broken and somehow still holding on. God sustains me though I feel mostly dead. Trying to do my part, working, and waiting to thaw. He is faithful. This photo was taken on a cold afternoon when I was strugglingContinue reading “Broken”

Winter Sunset From The Passenger Seat

For the past 10 months we haven’t left home very often and I rarely take my camera when we do. This time I chose to bring my camera and was able to capture some images from my view in the passenger seat on the way home as the sun was setting.

Processing Spiritual Abuse Through Therapeutic Photography

I took these images after listening to The Faith and Mental Wellness Podcast episode 42–an interview with Dr. Diane Langberg about spiritual abuse. This podcast was incredibly encouraging and insightful for me. It gave me a lot to think about, consider and process. Personally I felt encouraged, understood and uplifted by Dr. Langberg’s voice, wordsContinue reading “Processing Spiritual Abuse Through Therapeutic Photography”

In the dirt

Broken, wounded, lifeless, down in the dirt— where few people seem to care to sit with those who are broken-hearted and hurting. I lie here trying to survive, wondering if I will ever be revived. I know in Him I have hope yet it seems impossible. I try to keep breathing and trusting in GodContinue reading “In the dirt”