A talk, a wedding and farewell

Another week of opportunity!

I heard from a friend yesterday who loves bushwalking, he noted that sometimes on the walk that there is a place where there are almost 100 steps, and as you ascend the steps, it is often not until you reach the top until you can actually see past the immediate bush around you, and yet once you reach the top you can see clearly for miles and miles. It is a bit like life of late for me, sometimes you make lots of steps and work your way to the top, but the fruits or the wider view that you are a part of is not always readily apparent. I sense in many ways I am nearing the top, but I at least have the ability to comprehend that sometimes it may be hard to see the big picture, but it is there, so keep going.

I love what I do and had the honour to cover another wedding on Saturday, which I have posted on the wedding blog, but will add a couple of pictures here as well. I am looking at buying a new house and am searching for a statement, or a word in another language that encapsulates the gratitude that many hands, or many people, or many photographic assignments helped to create this home. An interesting challenge no less. Any ideas?

My friend I spoke of earlier, Colin, is about to serve as a missionary in Cape Town South Africa, he leaves in two days time. I wish him well and know that he will be missed. He is a great ambassador for his family, himself and his maker. Colin was also in the wedding party on Saturday. He is the tallest! It was a lot of fun, and one of those rare and special times when the weather, the sky and the sun and clouds all worked. I took it as a great heavenly gift, and am grateful I had the tools and training to capture the wonder I saw.