Today was another day in the process of renewing, reflecting, revitalizing and revealing; peeling back the layers and discovering what’s hidden below the surface. I spent my morning in prayerful retreat, then embarked on a new adventure.
After some wandering about, I (nearly) ran into Chuck and his beautiful Springer Spaniel. He told me of the day in November when she found him, and about several times she’d alerted him to danger or stood up to others in his defense. We chatted for a bit, then I asked, “Do you mind if I take your picture?” This was a major milestone for me, the ice was broken. I was stepping out in my new role as local photographer.
God willing, many trips downtown will follow. I hope to improve in my ability to approach strangers and to capture their essence. I’m seeking God’s grace & glory in the faces of humanity. If today was any indication, this journey will be filled with blessings.
Later, I enjoyed Listen to Your Mother, a compilation of essays and poetry, written and read by local woman on the subject of motherhood. I was impressed by the diversity of the crowd, including the three women (3 generations) seated next to me.
I bought my ticket on a whim, without regrets (other than, possibly, not getting to meet Ann Imig, the founder of the LTYM. Of course, she lives in Wisconsin, so probably not surprising that she wasn’t in town today). I enjoyed the session and hope to be a presenter next year.
Afterwards, I had to skip the reception (poor planning, didn’t realize there was one), instead I went home, then Mr. H and I drove to Lampasas for an evening service at St. Mary’s church.
And now, at the end of the day, I reflect on my transformation, including the dangling earrings (that jingled as I walked, like wind chimes) and the french braid (not my usual do). It was liberating to spend the day doing things I don’t usually do. It was challenging to approach strangers and ask to take a photo. It was odd to go to a show by myself. It was different to drive to Lampasas for an evening service, having foregone our usual morning service in Cedar Park. I’m seeking God in the faces of strangers, but I’m also searching within. Ultimately, I hope to find myself, recognize Christ within me, and rejoice.