It is a very hot Saturday afternoon where I live with the heat index soaring over 100 degrees. Thankfully tropical storm Christobal which is on a direct path to our state, is creating a slight breeze. When you read this, it may or may not have already hit the gulf coast and no doubt has or will be causing torrential rains along the Mississippi Delta. We on the west side of the state probably won't see much.
So, what to do on a slightly breezy, very hot afternoon when a storm is brewing?
You take pictures of beautiful things growing in and near your abode of isolation.
This will be picture overload so feel free to scan until your eye finds something upon which it desires to rest.
I love to do studies of how light and shadow play on textures.
The following are examples of how light affects the coloration in large rocks.
Rocks “have no speech, they use no words; no sound is heard from them. Yet their voice goes out into all the earth, their words to the ends of the world” (Ps. 19:3, 4, NIV).
What message do these silent words carry?
"The Lord is my rock and my fortress and my deliverer, my God, my rock, in whom I take refuge, my shield, and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold."
Psalm 18:2
“There is none holy like the Lord; there is none besides you; there is no rock like our God."
1 Samuel 2:2
“For who is God, but the Lord? And who is a rock, except our God?"
2 Samuel 22:32
“Listen to me, you who pursue righteousness, you who seek the Lord: look to the rock from which you were hewn, and to the quarry from which you were dug."
Isaiah 51:1
"The Lord lives, and blessed be my rock, and exalted be the God of my salvation—"
Psalm 18:46
"He only is my rock and my salvation, my fortress; I shall not be greatly shaken."
Psalm 62:2
