original

“Even in literature and art, no man who bothers about originality will ever be original: whereas if you simply try to tell the truth (without caring twopence how often it has been told before) you will, nine times out of ten, become original without ever having noticed it.”
– C. S. Lewis

My mind has been so full of thoughts about where I want my business and my life to go. I have been studying other people's work, researching what it takes to succeed and trying to be purposeful in everything I do. I've let go of the idea that I can't, that I don't have what I need, that there isn't enough money and a million other things. There are tons of people out there. I am just one of the many photographers in my city, not to mention the rest of the world. It's hard to stand out when amidst a crowd. I know that, but it doesn't discourage me.

Images have the incredible potential to encapsulate a truth and capture emotions. My goal it to do just that. I want to show the truth that love knows no bounds, that each person is unique and wonderfully made by the Creator, that marriage is a beautiful thing, that there is merit in little things and so much more. I don't need to worry about being original; I already am. I just need to stay true to myself and encapsulate the world how I see it, not how I am suppose to see it or merely for the sake of being "different".

There will never be another you, so embrace it. Don't worry about standing out in whatever you do, but seek to express truth. That is enough. Don't change who you are to be more "original" or sacrifice truth for the sake of something that won't last.

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Trust

My pen filled the page with black words of anxiety. Sometimes it's good to write it all out. I let the heaviness leave my soul as my heart pours out, line after line. I feel rather like a child, pestering her Father with questions.


"Daddy, what about the money?"

"Daddy, how is this supposed to work?"

"Daddy, when will I be ready?"

"Daddy, where are we heading?"

"Daddy, Daddy, Daddy..."

In reply He just says, "Trust Me. I will take care of you."


He asks me to trust Him, and that is all the explanation that comes. I often wonder why I have been led to this place. I am compelled to give more than ever when I have less than ever. My only income is from my photography, and it's just not a whole lot right now. I'd be more than willing to find another job, but He says stay. It doesn't make much sense. Yet, He promises to provide so that His work may be done. He loves the cheerful giver. Though my future is uncertain, I have a hope that endures. I know I am exactly where I am supposed to be. I know I am being prepared for something.

So I can do nothing else but open my hands and let go of all I have. Trust - that's all I'm holding onto.