The Right Perspective
This post marks the end of our southwest US journey, and I felt a lively, colorful finale was in order. All the images in this post were taken at the Desert Botanical Garden in Phoenix; a wonderful, peaceful spot in the midst of a behemothic metropolis. Alesia and I enjoyed the better part of a day exploring the various desert habitats throughout the garden, and taking an extraordinary number of photographs along the way. Many of the cactus begin blooming in April, and we were there on the early side of this annual cycle. Admittedly, I was concentrating more on shooting birds and critters, but I did capture a few flowers and some other colorful subjects to share.
If you want to see more photos from this region, my April 2011 trip was featured in the Rejoicing Desert gallery and The Desert Shall Rejoice and Blossom. I have come to truly appreciate the desert southwest, an area that I had always thought to be hot, dry and barren – but now I have a different perspective. This year’s trip was much more enjoyable, because I was accompanied by my sweetheart of 25-plus years. Seeing exciting and amazing things is so much more fulfilling when you have someone to share it with, and I am thankful that Alesia has come along with me all these years to share so many sights and events. And I pray that she will be along for the ride for at least as many more. We don’t get away together very often, largely because we enjoy and appreciate the 20-Acre Wood, where we live. But it was nice to have four days alone-together with no critters to feed, no work to do, and no agenda to meet. I found a short story that does a nice job of summing up what I think this trip did for me…
A landscape artist does not always stand at an arm’s length from his canvas. He must not limit his attention to the isolated details of what he is doing. Occasionally he steps back to view his work from a distance. He needs to see how his thousands of small brushstrokes fit together to produce an overall result.
Likewise, our perspective on life is much improved if sometime we can step back and see it whole. We can become so occupied with its daily brushstrokes that we have no real perception of the whole scene we are painting on the canvas of the ongoing years. Our attentions can be so consumed by the requirements of daily living that we have little awareness of the dimensions and directions of life itself.
Step back from the canvas a little, and try to see the picture whole. Look beyond the varied episodes of our daily doings and see the glory of it all. Look beyond the brushstrokes to see the art which the brushstrokes have made—and are making.
“But we all . . . beholding as in a glass the glory of the Lord, are changed into the same image from glory to glory, even as by the Spirit of the Lord” (2 Cor. 3:18).