I have written these words before.
And these words have appeared elsewhere.
I want them to find a home here, too. Here, because I have so much to thank Ann Voskamp and her book, "One Thousand Gifts," for. Bringing me closer day-by-day to God and Jesus. Being grateful every single day. Counting my gifts--the gifts given to me every single day.
Thankful I Am for many gifts about my parents.
The photo makes me smile. They are quite young. And smoking! And maybe have had a few glasses of wine! They gave smoking up in time. My mother became a director of Christian Education later in life and unfortunately passed away at the early age of 54 from cancer. I will be writing about My Mom over at My Mom's Bible, a place where I plan to market my new website, Christian Totes & T-shirts."
"Three things will last forever--faith, hope, and love--and the
greatest of these is love." (Corinthians 13:13)
Love.
I inherited the gift of love
from my mother and father. My mother and father also
taught me the importance of a smile. In thousands of
letters my mother wrote to me she would close with “Keep
Smiling.” And I have learned the importance of the gift of
a smile; how a smile can change a person’s day, if not life.
When my dad passed away
in 2006 my two children said to me, “He loved us so much.”
Love.
When I spoke at my dad’s
memorial service, I said: “My sister Michelle spoke of The
Perfect Child. I think in my father’s heart, in his soul
and spirit, Michelle, Darlene, Dennis and I are all The
Perfect Child as you, too, his family and friends are The
Perfect People. Darlene spoke of The Lucky Ones. Yes, we
four are lucky to have been blessed with a father filled
with such unconditional love, a man who never spoke an ill
word of anyone, his heart always filled with love for his
neighbor. And Dennis spoke of our Dad as The Greatest and
certainly he was for who could say what I want to say to
you now; who could say this of their Dad–how many children
could say that when they made a new friend, when I made a
new friend, I always said to this friend, I can’t wait for
you to meet my Dad, you are going to love him, and
invariably, she or he did love him, and my Dad loved them
and he would then always inquire about them, their day,
their joys, their sorrows, their dreams.”
My father, Alfred, also known as
Fred, and who Susan (my wife) and I named our Labradoodle
after; in his honor (Freddy), was known as the epitome of
a gentleman and his biggest joy in life came from loving
his family and grandchildren.
Yes. This is how I want to be
remembered. I loved. This is my legacy. And I believe my
photography reflects this passion, a love of life, nature,
beauty and a calling to share this vision.
This is my
ministry.
An admirer of my photography
writes: “You have shown me to see the world with a
completely different set of eyes. Every single day you
bring beauty, joy, depth, and new perspective into my
life. I cannot thank you enough for being the beautiful,
kind, loving, gentle, and soulful man you are.”
Another
writes: “Thanks You for making my life more beautiful with
each of your photographs.”
"Your amazing photographs warm my heart and fill my day with
moments of beauty. Beauty that continues to stay in my heart
and mind even after those moments have passed. I can’t imagine waking up someday and not being able to look
at the unique way you view the world and make it burst from
the screen or how you’ve capture the very essence of a person
or place.”
Love.
Surely MY PARENTS taught me about faith, hope, and love.
Thankful I Am for the Gifts About My Parents.