God in all things, Photography, Scenery, Travel


This is another photo from Panama. This is actually one tree growing around another tree. I think the outer tree is a Strangler Fig (Ficus aurea). From Wikipedia: Ficus aurea is a fast-growing tree. It germinates in the canopy of a host tree and begins life as an epiphyte before growing roots down to the ground. The roots fuse and encircle the host tree. This usually results in the death of the host tree, since it effectively girdles the tree. 

I’m tempted to use this as a metaphor for our spiritual life. In that God wraps us up and takes over our lives. But only to the degree that we let God take over. And it does not result in our death, but abundant life!

God in all things, Photography, Scenery, Travel

The Light

In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. He was in the beginning with God. All things came into being through him, and without him not one thing came into being. What has come into being in him was life, and the life was the light of all people. The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness did not overcome it.

John 1:1-5

(Photo: New Smyrna Beach)

God in all things, Photography, Scenery, Travel

The Long View

If you look closely at these two photos, you’ll see that the water looks very different between the two. The first is a “regular” photo; the second is an iPhone “long exposure.”

I written many times about seeing things differently from different perspectives. I like how these photos illustrate what a difference it makes to view a situation from the long (time) perspective.

(Photo: Ohanapecosh River, near Mt Ranier)

God in all things, Photography, Scenery, Travel

Waiting in Stillness

This photo was taken earlier this month at Longwood Gardens near Philadelphia. It reminds me that during Advent, we wait in quiet and darkness.

Lord of Light, our only hope of glory,

your radiance shines in all who look to you. Come light the hearts of all in dark and shadow.

O Root of Life, implant your seed within us, and in your advent draw us all to you,

our hope reborn in dying and in rising.

For you, O lord, my soul in stillness waits;

Truly my hope is in you.

(Marty Haugen)