A few weeks ago a most incredible person told me a story, a story of forgiveness which humbled me. The story goes something like this…
Years ago this person suffered a great injustice at the hands of another. Bonds of trust broke, and a relationship broke into pieces. The breakup effected more than the two inside the relationship. The shattered relationship hurt many others, and still does to this day. Defenses went up to prevent additional pain, but the grace of forgiveness remained open to the offender. Not only does forgiveness flow, the offender gets prayers and encouragement to return to the church and obtain salvation from the victim!
I suffered a few injustices in my life, and I will admit my pride gets the best of me from time to time when the wound resurfaces. When I asked the person, their response was “To hold on to the anger and hate is to condemn your own soul to Hell. We can only move forward to Christ when we release the hate and let it fade away. We can only achieve heaven when we wish for those who harmed to repent and join us again on the path to heaven.”
I prayed about this on a few nights since I heard this sermon of word and deed. I realized how much more I need to grow as a person to reach this type of holiness…and I hope I can imitate their example with a few more years of practice. Until then, I’ll also pray this incredible person continues to show people like me the true path of Christ in this fallen world.
P.S. The photo is of Kellie at the Antiedam Battlefield Museum. It was a wonderful moment to watch her enjoy flowers, amidst the stories of war. It reminded me of the decades it took to heal the wounds from the Civil War, and the lesson above being the path towards reconciliation.
Flowers arrived by Mr Speedy Delivery himself
What is an anniversary without flowers for your beloved? Thankfully after 17 years of marriage I can tell by sight what she would like….I just wonder if she noticed I put some roses in this one for a change. Red roses at that! That was the sneaky item this time.
I know you all wanted a portrait of my lovely and dear wife for my project! No better time than an anniversary or Father’s Day to get such an achievement done! If your wife is at week 34 of pregnancy, feeling achy, nauseous, and reminding you it is all your fault than you should probably wait a little longer for a portrait opportunity. it is best for the health of the photographer. I am sure I can get a fabulous photo, but I don’t know if I could live long enough to develop it.
So until the better opportunity appears, you get a little memory of the flowers I picked up for my wife in the late summer sun on our front porch.
Just a reminder…if you have art needs please let me know. I would be happy to help capture your special day, a portrait or make some special art for your home. Ten percent of your final purchase price will go to charity..right now Regina Caeli Academy our family educational and spiritual home!
The first blooms of the year…and a tribute to resiliance
This is my third annual tribute to two of my Grandparents on what would be their anniversary month….my Babcha and DjaDja. This was the flower Babcha loved dearly, and my grandfather scrounged up for all their dates during World War II in Boston, Massachusetts. A special couple and full of love. Through better and worse they made a good life together, and have a wonderful love story. I miss my DjaDja and wish I could visit my Babcha more often…
What is hard to tell here is that two years ago this bush almost died in the coldest winter in decades. We had no blossoms last year. So this year I am loving the sweet fragrance of these flowers, and their beauty before my eyes.
My next project is to get my Nana’s favorite flowers so I can do the same in the memory of my other grandparents! Such good people, and examples of time hardened marriages! Their grey hair are crowns of glory as spoken in proverbs, and had so much to pass on I just did not have time or the experience to fathom.
The last few weeks are the prettiest of the year in Atlanta. Flowers and blossoms exploding with wonderful color all over town. Our metro area is the most forested in the United States, and we have lots of blooming trees and bushes! It is also the only time my eyes want to be closed shut to fight off the pollen! I am doing a little better this year thanks to my doc…but it is really tough!