I could reminisce about the last four months, or I could look forward to what’s coming up. How about a mixture of both?
The past four months away from home stretched me in ways that I could not have imagined. My skills, abilities, and mental toughness grew to new levels. My mental strength greatly increased. The experience as a photographer in a new place helped me see perhaps a true calling. Maybe I’ve supposed to have been a professional photographer all along. But how can I know? I suppose that I don’t. But I can forge ahead anyway.
Over the summer I spent my time taking beautiful photos of places and people. Back home, and into the school semester my passion for photography makes itself evident by the fact that I don’t get to spend every day taking the kinds of photos that I’d like to take. Yet, instead, my real and true passion becomes even more apparent: Jesus. And the study of God’s Word.
Although my summer as a photographer helped me see the beginnings of a hobby turn into a profession, something was missing. Now I know for sure what that was: Christ. I basically ignored him the entire summer. I had moments here and there when I read my Bible and prayed. But mostly I simply forgot. I don’t like admitting that, but what else can I say?
In the last couple of days, I’ve had some conversations that truly opened my eyes to God’s works in the present day. He is present in everything. He never lets go, and he never will. I’ve heard story after story of His goodness. It never ceases to amaze me.
Christ is first and foremost in everything that I do and think. Then comes photography and film. God is up to something here with this. One day I might find out. But if I don’t, that’s ok with me, because I know that God has a purpose. And so I will go forth.