A Gentle Reminder

Sometimes, I get really interested in something to the point I lose perspective and get all wrapped up in the not-so-important things in life. Fortunately for me, God often takes those opportunities to remind me of what is most important. 

I've recently taken up photography as a hobby.  My husband bought me a new camera as an early Christmas present last fall, and since then, I've been snapping pictures everywhere. LOTS of pictures.  On Easter Sunday alone, I took over 260 pictures.  That may not seem like a lot for some folks, but for me, it really is. I've been so immersed in learning this new hobby of mine that I tend to focus more on taking pictures of my family than on actually enjoying my family.  These two pictures are among my favorites that I took that day. Something about them just speaks to me.

I'm a little biased, I know.  What mother doesn't feel that way about pictures of her kids? 

A friend of mine told me that one day, I'd look at that bottom photo and just cry a river. I'm sure I will. I sort of already do. Even with all the teenage drama at my house, I wouldn't trade being their mom for anything in the world.

(I could use a little less drama, but you gotta take the good with the bad, right?)

I had these enlarged and will be framing them soon. More photos to come.

Blessings,
Christa