Finding myself...

As very strange as it may sound... I'm a "detail" person.

My eyes hit every color, every movement, every moment..

My husband tells me I "over analyze" things.

:)

I suppose I probably do.

But, I'm amazed by the magnificent creation around us.

In a chaotic world, people are so worried about "finding themselves"...

I know this may sound silly to some,

BUT.. There are so many times I feel I "find myself"..

..in the very simplest of God's miracles.




The other morning,

I watched a sunrise.

I will admit it had been a while,

But sitting there I realized how many people must wait an entire

lifetime for God to show them how real He is.

...and yet, there He was.

...just as plain as day to me.

..streaming slowly into my living room window.

I'm amazed at how I "find myself" in my baby's laugh

..and how much of a miracle it is that he is even breathing.

Jonah's laugh is the Lord himself letting me know how blessed I am.




I "find myself" watching little flowers breaking their way

through hard earth to make a spring appearance.

One tiny seed, with a purpose. Destined to make a difference.

No matter how small.

I "find myself" in watching the Christian that

has held tight to God's unchanging hand,

through the good and bad,

with tired hands holding a worn bible,

for many years before I was even in existence.



I "find myself" through simple kindness of others.

Sacrifices made by those who love us deeply and unconditionally.

Those who have no idea how much they have awakened a young soul.

I "find myself" watching the kids join hearts together in our bible studies..

No matter how humble the setting may be around us.

I've learned that the small simple faith of a child is beyond measure

... listening to them read the Word.

Knowing that, although young, they are a generation

that will be most precious to our Lord Jesus.

That the stand of a young person could change lives.

Although simple in context..

Daniel and the lion's den could open a whole new world to someone

who doesn't know a Savior.

I must say.. "finding myself"... has taken on a whole new meaning to me.

Kindness.

Love.

Honor.

Truth.

Integrity.

I didn't "find myself" when I became a photographer.

Even though, I do love each and every one of my clients.

I do love each and every picture.

I didn't "find myself" when I discovered which road my career would take.

I found myself... when I found... others.

When I looked around,

like the sun shining bright in my window.

When I decided my life wasn't the center of the world

and began to ask, "Lord, what can I do for others?"...

For me, "finding myself"...

was truly one of those simplest of miracles.

And where there are miracles

...the tender hand of Jehovah is not far away.

Lord, Thank you for helping me find myself..

Only in you.