“You’re familiar with the old written law, ‘Love your friend,’ and its unwritten companion, ‘Hate your enemy.’ I’m challenging that. I’m telling you to love your enemies. Let them bring out the best in you, not the worst.”
There’s something about this time of year: The lights, the sparkle, the shine; the bold reds and greens and golds contrasting against each other; something that makes me remember that I love photography. That, combined with my awareness that some folks at church have been playing with new cameras and lenses, have let me hear again the soft, insistent call of my digital SLR. It’s nothing fancy, and the lens isn’t anything to write home about, but it captures beauty.
I want to see beauty in my life. It’s easy to get caught in the downward pull of the mundane, to glance over or through those many small moments. Remember the opening of Joe vs. the Volcano?
(Yep, the quality is terrible and it has Chinese subtitles — don’t ask where it came from.)
Lately I’ve allowed myself to put my head down and just trudge. Picking up my camera lets me find the loveliness everywhere I go. It isn’t always conventionally pretty or pleasing to the eye, but we live in a world where even broken glass glitters in the sun. Here’s what I saw today.