In my mind’s eye, I’m the girl next door; coming and going within the rhythms of each day, with a ready smile and a purposeful step, camera in hand, always ready for adventure.  In reality, I am a wife, business co-owner, and homeschool mother of two boys. Life is at double-time. As such, I am admittedly somewhat scattered, with a terrible memory, and I always feel slightly unprepared for whatever’s next on the list because there is not enough time in the day for all the things that need done. Or for the things I would love to do. Like read a great book. Cycle with my husband. Hike the mountains, the lakeside paths, the cool forest trails, anywhere really, with my family. And take pictures along the way.

I have a passion for photography. Always have had. When my babies were little, they were the focus of my lens. These days, having recently moved to the country, with wide-open space around me, and glorious mature trees, and the sun forever glinting off God’s creation in interesting ways…well, that has become the subject of my lens. I am drawn to the rising and setting of the sun. To magnificent tree canopies. To anything outlined by the early morning or late afternoon sunlight. Through introspection, I have come to the realization that admiring, photographing and sitting in awe of God’s creation like this is a form of worship for me.

Speaking of worship, this blog is a celebration of God’s calling me. Of His relentless pursuit of me. And of the changes He is effecting in my soul. This is a process. A journey without end. A lifetime of His gentle nudging which I am just now recognizing and fully absorbing. That history of His pursuit is important to where I am now…and I’ll share some of that periodically as it relates to a current revelation. For now, suffice it to say that God has awakened a longing for Him in my soul that is SO powerful. And as I seek Him, I am learning things about Him and about myself.

I am not a finished product. Far from it. The more I know Him, the more I see a need for change in my soul. But I am a daughter of Christ. Loved. Cherished. Pursued. Unbelievably blessed. I feel a compulsion to share my story. Not because I’m special. But because I learn best through story. And by sharing my story, I hope to share the blessing of glory and awe that I experience as God moves in my world and touches my soul.