Take a seat.

Turning

Oblivian turning to prayer.

Through the Chaos Green

Through the chaos green
He paused for thought
Of what I know not
But deeper thoughts than blue
Of freedom and blood that is true
He did not stop for the fear
He did not stop for the cliff shear
He stopped for pleasure
His soul to measure
He paused for thought
Of what I know not
Through the chaos green

Easter Sunday

This Easter was special for me. Ayako is a friend of mine from Japan that I've known for about a year now. A few weeks ago, she called me out of the blue and wanted to ask me how to become a Christian. I got the opportunity to share with her how to accept salvation through Christ and to tell her a bit of my own experience. We talked for 3 and a half hours until she finally ran out of questions. She accepted Christ a few days later and was baptized on Easter Sunday. The rest of the pictures are from later that day at dinner with friends who came to watch the baptism.

How beautiful.

A Few Remaining Words

Just a couple color shots from the wedding.

The Reichman Wedding

Who knew that Chris could dance?


The Ring Bearer leaving the flower girl jealous.


Erin was a little sneaky with her cake. She calmly told him that there would be no cake smearing at HER wedding. Then she proceded to smear it all over his face.


Well, that's what you get for being sneaky!

Thoughts While Driving Through the Night.

Rising Star, TX

It's been an endless road through this reaching dark night,
so many hills, so many turns be without eyes.
For my sight was captive to the shimmering sea,
points of hope set into the sky of midnight deep,
the first breaths of light turning it's dance through the night hues of blue.
The grey, the blue, the night,
they are layered within my heart deep.
These constellations of hope hold a twining beauty
above the darkness like none other.
In them is peace, there is hope and stillness full.
Yet their time is already passing away.
Though their beauty is eternal in my heart,
they slip beneath the waves of the on coming dawn,
and sink into the sky, now incomparable to the brilliance of this coming light.
All creation alters in this debut.
All hue and shade turns to color and light.
The beauty and strength of the night is forgotten in the glory of this rising star.

Afternoon Tea

It's something British...

Bad Habbits Forming.

I seem to be developing this bad habbit now that I've got my handy digital camera that just slips into my pocket. Anytime I'm just sitting around, I start looking around me at the photos I could take. I sat in an empty classroom today for two hours studying for a test, but I kept finding myself taking breaks to take pictures. Oh well, I still did alright on the test.





More photos tomorrow.