Writing With Pictures–Part II

“Come, all you who are thirsty, come to the waters.” Isaiah 55:1

I got a great response to yesterday’s photo blog post. And since I’m still trying to get over a funk, not to mention save my words for finishing my WIP, I decided to share more pictures in today’s post.

I don’t troll cemeteries with a camera, but I saw the cloud above the graveyard and couldn’t help it. I felt like there was an ominous beauty to this scene.

I’ve spent a lot of time this week taking pictures. Photography has always helped me remember to live a simpler life, but these days, it also helps me through the grieving process.

I love that something so green and delicate can grow on a surface that looks rugged and brown.

Each day of grieving is different, but on the “dark days” taking pictures reminds me that the world is full of light.

“The best remedy for those who are afraid, lonely or unhappy is to go outside, somewhere where they can be quite alone with the heavens, nature and God. Because only then does one feel that all is as it should be and that God wishes to see people happy, amidst the simple beauty of nature. As longs as this exists, and it certainly always will, I know that then there will always be comfort for every sorrow, whatever the circumstances may be. And I firmly believe that nature brings solace in all troubles.” ― Anne Frank, The Diary of a Young Girl.

This weekend I learned that one of my family members got diagnosed with a serious illness. She’s young and full of tenacity and faith. I can’t understand why she’s facing this struggle, but I believe she will pull through it. I know that struggles make us stronger. I think our flaws and battle scars help define our character and enrich our beauty, both inside and out.