Passions

Yesterday, I sifted through thousands of photos I have taken over the past few months to upload to my blog. As I looked through them, my passion for photography was reawakened. Again, I saw the beauty all around me, in the sun, in the birds, in the lake...

You see, the medications I am on have stifled my creativity in a way. Most of the photos were taken when I was manic (hence, the thousands of photos). In many ways, I miss my mania. I miss that creativity. My mother and I were joking yesterday when I told her I looked at a few of my posts that I published when I was manic and they were really REALLY long.

But even despite losing a part of my creativity, I want to get back into photography. It is a huge passion of mine because through photography, I am able to capture the beauty of God's earth through capturing simple things that are majestic and beautiful. I find so much meaning when people ask me where I took my photos and I say "the lake you pass by every day" and they are surprised.

God gave us all passions. For some, it's sports. For others, it's singing. But God gave us each something to be passionate about. And to me, that's beautiful. I believe we are all called to follow our God-given passions. We are all called to celebrate our passions and our differences. Our passions are a part of who we are and how we were made in Christ.