Assume you already are what you want to be, and live by faith in that assumption.
I have been spending my time reading, reflecting and assimilating what I have read. I feel very much like Thoreau on Golden Pond. Though I find myself on Martha’s Vineyard. When I go for walks, cane in one hand, camera over the opposing shoulder, I find evidence of what I have read. I use my camera to shoot, shoot, shoot, hoping to preserve the proof I have laid bare. God is everywhere. I see the presence of an Infinite One in the sunrise, in shop windows, in the way light reflects in the crystals of a porch chandelier. I see the Being in the carefully formed rosace over the church entry,
in the perfection on how the hydrangea petals are arrayed. I see the extremes to which we will go to get closer to God. We will even climb a stairway straight to heaven.
|According to the sign in the window, Grace Happens.|
Perfection in petals.
|Stairway to Heaven.|