A Picture in Time

Dear Friends,

This past weekend my kids and I took a little drive to Shenandoah to see the end of the cycle of Fall and the sunset.  It was a beautiful drive out there, with many of the trees still bright with the colors of fall and some standing empty and barren already.  We got to our destination, and took a short hike up to the second-tallest peak in the park about 20 minutes before sunset and settled in.

The view of the park was breathtakingly beautiful....and cold.  Oh my goodness, it was cold.  The wind was going at the top of the rocks and it was piercing.  One of my sons had brought enough clothes, so he scampered about like a billy goat on the rocks, having a great time exploring.  The other son and I were not so lucky...so we huddled together in the nook of a rock, cuddling, sharing body heat, and trying to keep our cores warm as we sat there.  I had looked at the weather prior to leaving the house, but had failed to factor in the wind, and as we all know, the wind makes a big difference.

As I sat there, huddled to keep warm, I was thinking about our perceptions.  This was a beautiful day, we had a wonderful time together, I would do it over again....cold and all.  And also, in that same hand, our day held a bit of misery and piercing cold....but no one could see that misery in the pictures of my sons and I together, beautiful trees and rocks, or a lovely sunset.  

The pictures we see are never the full picture, right?

My dear friends, may we recognize that the pictures we see are never the full picture.  While they may hold a snippet of the truth, they are never the full truth.  May we hold that truth when we inevitably start to compare our reality with someone else’s pictures.

I hope you have an amazing week, my friends.

Love
Krista
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