A Q&A-style explanation of the Christian doctrine of salvation: the Fall, guilt and corruption, Christ's Atonement, transformation, assurance, and Adoption.
your finely articulated branches reaching for the substance of air a strange kind of irregular symmetry in each fork of your knobby fingers your coarse and rough exterior wraps round thick fibrous limbs each cycle reflected in the rings hidden in each trunk and branch
A fishing pier on the Outer Banks of North Carolina at dawn, photographed from every angle as the sun rises through its pilings and the sky shifts from deep purple to pink.
Cathedral Rock and the desert landscape around Sedona, Arizona — red rock walls framed by cottonwoods, stacked stones along Oak Creek, desert plants in sharp detail, and the iconic buttes silhouetted against sunset and the Milky Way.
the sun peeked over the horizon casting low light beams across the snow. pale yellow streaks painted the ground throwing blue shadows into sharp relief.
rhythmic shifts of lumenation offer a point and field of view a momentary breadth of time bringing into focus bent light a wave? or is it a point? coming to rest on a substrate of cotton rag or silver halide
i stretch my fingers to the sky each digit spread wide, drinking in the sun capturing the light as i build castles out of air digging my toes into the earth anchoring myself to the forest floor as i listen to the wind whisper of rain each day a breath as seasons change adding circles as i commune with my brothers in the wood
soft footsteps fall quietly on rough sand in a dry valley, under a red sky the heavy silence straining, stretching over a wasteland pregnant with anger, grief and pain a word shatters the pall on the landscape, breaking ground, bringing life the earth springing, sprouting, welling new life, from dry bones and brittle dust
in a dry valley, under a red sky brittle bones lie in the coarse dirt motionless, hollow, and cold an immense silence a heavy shroud on a wasteland pregnant with anger, grief and pain footsteps crunch on the desert sand and a word shatters the oppressive gloom dynamic, electric, and living it blooms in the muted stillness as dry bones begin to rattle across the barren valley floor then nature relents and vitality flows into barren bone and withered sinew emerging, vibrant, and strong breathin...
Winter birding at Huntley Meadows Park in Fairfax County, Virginia — red-winged blackbirds displaying over frozen wetlands, an Eastern Towhee in the woodland edge, and the quiet stillness of snow-covered trails.
the heron nestled into the shallows to fish the water glinting hues of gold and amber while wind rustled gently through laconic trees growing along the winding river bank a sparkle flashed and its grey head shifted attentive eyes set under dark arches focused intently as silver figures danced in the aquatic shadows dodging beams of light from the morning sun
the sun marked the air crimson and burnt umber trees, lying low on the horizon, cast a silhouette their fine articulated fingers gracing the edge like feathers against the burgeoning sky slowly the light spread, soft and dark fading from orange to softest pink illuminating hidden corners and shadowed hollows