Artist Eyes

The earth is quickly running out of people who have an eye for beauty.

I don't know very many people who look at the stars every single night
or who overuse the word beautiful.

I wish I knew more people who stop everything just to pause and watch the sun go down.  Or who wake up early to watch the sunrise...people who take an obsessive amount of pictures of the beach scape...people who look at the stars and melt because they're just so stunning.


The Mountain from TSO Photography on Vimeo.

 Stopping to take too many pictures should never be viewed as a bad thing.
Your heart is allowed to hurt with awe and wonder at what is around you.

I wish we would take time to look at the world around us and take it all in.
We need more people with artist eyes; 
We need people who see the eternal in and through the temporal and the momentary.
Because it's there:

"God's glory is on tour in the skies, God-craft on exhibit across the horizon.  Madame Day holds classes every morning, Professor Night lectures each evening. Their words aren't heard, their voices aren't recorded, but their silence fills the earth:  unspoken truth is spoken everywhere.  God makes a huge dome for the sun—a superdome!  The morning sun's a new husband leaping from his honeymoon bed, the daybreaking sun an athlete racing to the tape.  That's how God's Word vaults across the skies from sunrise to sunset, melting ice, scorching deserts, warming hearts to faith." 
-Psalm 19:1-6 (MSG)