Some say pictures don’t lie. I say, they may not lie, but they don’t tell the whole truth. I’ve seen a picture of someone, in the past two nights, that is really beautiful. I know secrets behind those eyes and that smile in that picture. That picture does not tell half of what I know about the person in the picture. There is no doubt that a picture is worth a thousand words. If I did not know this person, I would not know her words, stories, or life. I just keep looking at it, and my heart breaks knowing what is really inside of there. I know where she has been, where she is, and I can only pray about where she is going. I know it’s somewhere spectacular for a multitude of reasons. Out of the ashes, a phoenix will rise. A phoenix HAS risen.
If you get anything from this seemingly uninteresting post, I hope that you will see in your own lives that there is more than what is framed. There is more than what appears on an 8×10 glossy. There is more than the eye can see superficially.
That’s all I have for now. I just needed to get that out.