The other day I had to do some traveling for work. And that thing happened. . . I found myself seeing the roadside through a viewfinder rather than the windshield (figuratively speaking of course).
I could see great photography happening all along my route:
- The way the shoulders of the road are covered in flowers
- The wide open space of pastures up against the backdrop of the a big blue sky.
- The leading lines of the road, fences, and power lines converging.
- The magnificent light hitting a particular patch of yellow flowers.
- A creek reflecting the sky flanked by big green trees on either side
- And old hotel building with so much texture and character
- An old sign for a business that bid goodnight long ago.
Beauty. History. Nature. Splendor. Life.
I could not stop and take pictures and I knew that on my way back, the light would be totally different. It’s days like this that make me a frustrated photographer- one that wishes she could take pictures whenever the whim hit her. Does that happen to anyone else?
As I drove along, I realized though that whether it’s through the viewfinder of my camera or the one in my head, the heart of the matter is that I’m seeing God’s hand. That viewfinder is a way for me to appreciate and see God’s work and his plan both for me and others. It’s not only a viewfinder into my soul but a viewfinder into Him.
So as I drove along, I began to look with joy rather than at lost opportunities. I still did not get to take one single picture.
But, it’s not the first time that I’ve had this happen and I’m sure it won’t be the last.