The Zulu word for "bridge" a time,place, or means of connection or transition Now, the attempt to redefine that word. At least re-contextualize it. How do we walk well in this world and Another? Walking both in our hopes while living well in our present? Enjoying both completely.
Sunday, December 29, 2013
WRITE EVERY DAY.
I am writing. Yes. Yes, that is what I am doing. Cam surprised me today and leaked my Christmas present...a new camera! Pictures are so dear and I have been learning the hard way for the past 5 years that God does take away, and He gives. He takes wisely and sovereignly and He gives unabashadley. I have lost many many pictures; of childhood, college adventures, lost loves, and precious times with family. A computer was stolen from my room in South Africa, a camera stolen literally seconds after I put it away but left the case unzipped, a box of photos from growing up lost in transition, a phone full of smiles ans simple moments that were intentionally taken. It's sad. Losing photos is sad. Other things have been lost too, some much more weighty than glossy prints. These I mourn daily. But to stay there? There has also been so much gained! Children, a home, a career, a community, a husband, and just plain gritti-ness of Spirit. There is no doubt that I have life.
What the camera also means?? PRETTY PICTURES! We are planning some near-by explorations. You will see bits of them!
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