Take Some Pictures

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Last Thanksgiving, I got to spend the day with some wonderful people. At the end of the day, we took several photographs of everyone. I was thinking about it and I realized that we don’t take enough pictures of our loved ones. Those of us that are photographers are always looking for flowers or trees or the abstract pattern of architecture but we rarely have time to turn the camera towards our loved ones. We are either too busy making art or we let their protestations discourage us. We simply don’t take pictures of them. My niece used to tell me that I took too many pictures. But I wouldn’t trade pictures of her for anything. I let my family’s protests keep me from taking any pictures at picnics and holidays.

But now I am taking photos at every opportunity. I have even begun taking my camera everywhere I go. I take pictured at church programs, ball games, school events and anywhere else people are gathered with family. I have taken to giving people the pictures or posting them to Facebook and tagging them so they can download them. An important thing that I have learned when importing photos to the computer is to tag them. Whether your program uses keywords or tags, be sure to stick a name to that person. I have been to too many funerals in my life and at several of them I have heard the family say that we have no photos of …

My aunts and mother have a chest from their mother that is full of photos: school photos, vacation photos and holiday photos. I thought if they could hold on to these paper copies of photos from 50 years ago, how we can have an excuse in the digital age not to have photos. We clear out our computers and hard drives and delete photos to make space. We determine that the silly picture of the kids taking a bath, riding a bike or picking flowers isn’t important enough to keep. That is so unnecessary. There are CDs, DVDs, portable hard drives and flash drives to back them up.

So take pictures people. Lots of them. Tag them, save them and print them. Hang them on walls and refrigerators. Scrapbook, journal or just reminisce. But take some pictures and share and enjoy them.



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You ever watch people play those games where you grab a stuffed animal out of the plastic bin with a mechanical grabber. What about the game where you drop your quarter in and hope slider will make the other quarters drop off. You watch these people drop quarter after quarter in there. They will run and get more money to drop in the machine. “I almost had it that time!” “Just one more quarter will make them all fall.” I worry about those people.

They have began to worship that little stuffed animal or stack of quarters. No. Think about it. They have spend all there money to get a three dollar fuzzy bunny. That is worship. They have set aside all else for the pursuit of that goal. That stuff people do in church on Sunday mornings isn’t worship. It is singing. Worship involves a total pursuit of an object with all your hearts, minds and soul.  That girl in high school, that new car (or that old restored car), or that new house.

You know the old saying that the grass is greener on the other side of the fence. We can began to worship that other yard. We forget the family and friends that we have. We can leave a job that we have prospered in and go full- hearted after that new and better thing.

The sad thing is that which you worship will rule you. That fuzzy rabbit can own you. That different woman can own you. That better job can own you. People give themselves a sense of strength and pride when they pursue these things. I am driven and pursuing something better for myself. I am growing, I am progressing. No. You are following like a mindless fool blown by the winds of fate and whim.

We paly games with ourselves and the real losers are all to often those around us. We need to worship those close to us. Those that nurture us. Those that stand there and finally say, “NO! You cant have another dollar. Stop playing the game and let’s go”