His ear is fluffier.

Thankful for new perspectives.

Today I sat outside with my dog, sitting on the cement patio.  I journaled.  I read old entries and prayers.  then I began snapping pictures on my phone of my dog.   I focused in on the texture of his fur on his back, on the lighter fur around his leg, on his fluffy ear, on his red collar.  On his wet beard after getting a drink of water and on his mouth as he started to yawn (accident).  I turned my camera to the dry leaves crinkled on speckled pavement after that, and the old red vase with moss crawling across the sides, faded red and green to crisp orange and forest evergreen.   I saw a flower glowing where shade had missed a spot and photographed it a few different ways.  I photographed myself, like I had my dog, just simple, looking straight ahead,  my hair, eyes closed, and as I was writing.  Then I saw soo many other opportunities for photos, but my phone was about dead and laundry was waiting on me. I could only afford a couple more photos before heading in.

Shooting from such angles is nothing new.  Art students do it to get perspective and better know how to recognize and illustrate detail.

I noticed that the world seemed a lot more magical when I photographed in this manner.  I just photographed what was there... not a moment or a put- together pose. In a way, I distanced myself and just examined the many qualities of what was in the lens.  It even made me appreciate how I look in a different way, when the photos sit next to ones of flowers, moss, vases, and my dog.

People do that in their day to day lives, too. Step back.  Distance themselves for a while from a situation that is consuming or overwhelming you.  Examine their questions about the present and future with a camera, snapping the pretty light that falls and the shadows that they can't quite name. 

They don't know what is in the shadow... and that is OK.
The grass yonder is a little fuzzy, unfocused.... and that is how the picture is, for now, right now.

It has been peaceful people that have done this in my experience. People who have faced a lot of punches in life, but while I've known them at least, remained calm and true blue in the midst of it.  I think of my grandma.  When her son was in terrible condition, she of course felt bad.  But she prayed.  She still welcomed whoever came to the door.  She still set out a little something sweet, in case anyone might be hungry or have a sweet craving.  Grandma didn't cave in.  She looked at what was there, and tacked that photo to the wall.... she didn't cry and complain that the situaion existed. 

She examined it, and accepted it.

Christ did very much that, too, in the Garden of Gathsemene.  He knew what God wanted Him to do.  He talked to God about it, sweating and crying.  "If you will, take this cup from me."  If You will it, God, take this away.  "If Your servant must take this cup, then I will."  If I must do it, God, I will do it.

He owned up to His fear. He owned up to what God wanted Him to do.  Because of His love for us, and Him being THE WAY to forgiveness---the ONLY WAY-  He accepted it and did it.  He died on the cross.

And rose.

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Remember God's perspective.  He sees every angle of every matter.

That comforts me. 

Faith is a decision.... It is trust that God is who He claims to be and that He does what the Bible says He does.

Will you be able to stand if thing don't go how you imagined, hoped for, or outlined?  just a question. 

Some of the best artworks were accidents.  Some of the best inventions were never intended.  Go, google it.  (Makes me wonder about fire.... :) )
Here is a video that takes a different spin on urban life and what hundreds of people pass by every day.  He did this with his secondary camera while he waited for the new "good" one to come in so he could start a project...  It is pretty cool!!!

http://accidentalart.wordpress.com/

Done rambling. Have a great day and God bless!!