And Then The Rain Comes

As I was outside taking pictures yesterday, this pigeon kept "coo-ing" at me, as if he wanted his picture taken. And he did really well, he let me take a few shots, then when he felt like he was done with the photo shoot, he flew away. I love that part of spring, hearing birds outside the window. Unless its one of those mornings when the most obnoxious bird in the world chirps for a good 2 hours at 6 am on a Saturday.

What I was really trying to shoot was the rain storm rolling in. I can ALWAYS see it coming in at this same spot and I love it. Because I can't really see behind all the houses and trees, the storm tries to be sneaky. Is it weird that I am personifying everything on this post?

I love it so much when it rains. I love shooting in the rain. It adds a new element and dimension to life. And it always represents a washing within myself. I think this time around, I am wanting to wash the desire of man's praise, specifically towards my blog and photography. I talked about this for a long time with some friends last night and Jake pointed out the fact that its the Lord's praise that is the best kind of praise! And part of that is hearing how my photos really impact people. Not simply that they like my pictures or they think I'm a good photographer, but that the pictures "speak" to them.

Does that sound completely ridiculous?? Its OK if it does. I want to become more willing to share what's on my heart and what the Lord is speaking to me. For so long I have been afraid to share my feelings and heart because it has backfired before. But I am again willing to be open with people. This post may be a bit scatter-brained but hopefully I was able to get across what I was trying to say!