We have been known to photograph, produce and publish a few products. We have been known to produce a blog post or two. We have been know to publish a few pieces of written work. We have been known to photograph a few princess portraits and this too is the work I joy to do. This portrait photography work is second nature for me, although as I grow older it is a bit more difficult to climb ladders, bend and spin. Like many daughters, I stood high to my Daddy’s knee in the stillness of the dark room. I joyed to wait with him for the image to appear as the only light. This portrait photography work comes natural for me as my first job at sixteen was in the film and Camera department of a major retail store. In the eighties once you accumulated all of your credits to graduate high school you could option out of basic classes for Distributive Education. Option out is exactly what I did to gain access to the dark room. It was a bold and calculated move but I took the risk to option out of all other things but Distributive Education, Art and English class.
When the camera is in my hands and my head is pressed hard to the viewfinder my focus becomes clear and there is but one voice in my ear. It’s like what Pricilla Shirer says … “The Holy Spirit is to us what the control tower is to an airplane pilot”. Our Father becomes my photo scout, my stylist and my set designer. I move to the rhythm of His song to capture the beauty from the inside out. By the end of our portrait session there is one of His beauties standing still in front of me declaring they too are a Daughter of the great and mighty King and it’s His love they want to be about.
With great intention I give myself some distance from the session by waiting a few days to be awed and completely amazed. Our Father works in units of time and time is what it takes to edit hundreds of photos until there are but a few. A large screen television is used a few days later to view the princess photos. In the comfort of a cozy room I wait patiently to hear her soft words declare the beauty of the self she never knew. Our work matters to God because people matter to God.
Our work is often the connecting thread, our Father ordains for us to minister the gospel a little like Paul.
And because he was a tentmaker as they were, he stayed and worked with them. Acts 18:3 (NIV)
Our work matters to God because people matter to God. Our work is often the source of funding for our ministry and lifestyle a bit like Lydia. Lydia is mention in the Bible but a few times. The book of Acts simply states she sold purple cloth …
One of those listening was a woman from the city of Thyatira named Lydia, a dealer in purple cloth. She was a worshiper of God. The Lord opened her heart to respond to Paul’s message. Acts 16:14
This listening woman went on to make Bible history by housing Paul and Silas after they came out of prison.
After Paul and Silas came out of the prison, they went to Lydia’s house, where they met with the brothers and sisters and encouraged them. Then they left. Acts 16:40 (NIV)
Our work matters to God because people matter to God.