The Lead Singer held out on me.
I'm not mad, but after asking him a few more questions about his Nikon, I know now about an important button. the Fstop. yeah.. it's a pretty important one. I'm still learning of course. I haven't even begun to figure out white balance and ISO, or are they the same thing? Ugh, learning a new skill of this magnitude takes time, I know.
He's so good to help my brain learn a new skill. He doesn't get why I even want to learn, but he teaches anyways. My own why becomes clearer as I listen to him and spend time in the snow.
and as I'm outside in frigid weather I begin to wonder.
Will I ever look at snow the same way again?
I hear whispers of my Creator in my almost frozen shut ear.
"The hairs of his head were white like wool,
as white as snow." Revelation 1:14
My Jesus. My Savior. My Deliverer.
White as snow in appearance.
Covering all that surrounds me.
and as I stand there gasping for the words to give back to Him.
"Oh my soul magnifies the Lord"
was all I could come up with.
but somehow, when I realize
the magnitude of white around me.
those words just seem appropriate.