My husband and I enjoy taking photos but I have to admit he is the more patient one when trying to get the right shot. I figure I’ll blaze away and hope for the best. These days I don’t grab my camera enough. I have become spoiled knowing Bobby is always carrying one. He indulges me to be my go-fer eye at times. I tell him what I see and ask him to get the shot. How lazy is that?
I have a fascination with things “left behind” or “forgotten”. On our most recent outing, there was a bike never to be enjoyed again. Now it was in parts but looking at it I couldn’t help wondering if we dismiss functionality too quickly in our throw away society. As leaves and vines begin to bury this bicycle I was curious how long it would have to sit before it’d be invisible?
I think our society does this to people also. We leave our elderly and wise treasures alone, to be forgotten in back rooms, hospitals, hospices and such. Out of sight, out of mind. We essentially walk away from them so they can become buried in the last shuffles before death consumes them, leaving no trace……….
Psalms 71:9 Do not cast me away when I am old; do not forsake me when my strength is gone
King David prayed this prayer to God. It is a good reminder that if God would hear this prayer, perhaps we should too.