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The Picture

Do you remember that moment you took that first picture of you and your significant other, before it was official? Do you remember the feeling? Take a look at that photo, either physically or in your mind, what feelings does it invoke? Depending on your current situation that answer may vary significantly.

Isn't that just like life though, people change. Our ideas of a person are based on the first impression usually. We build up a fantasy of what life could be like with them. But we all change and often so do our opinions and even possibly how we remember someone or how we remember details of our relationship with them.

Seeing a picture of what once seemed like an ideal relationship that has since broken apart is hard on a soul. It doesn't matter if it is your own picture or of someone else.  In the image you can see the light in a person's eyes, the excitement of not noticing the other's flaws. But once you know that it has been ruined by human nature and sin, it hurts to be reminded of the hope they have since lost.

We can't go back, can't stay here, and therefore must move forward. I heard that somewhere, its not my own but I don't know who to give the credit to.

When I was cleaning I found one of those first unofficial date pictures. I hardly recognize the people in the photo but I can remember the woman I thought I was. I am not that person anymore. But I admit I wish I could be that naive again sometimes.

With God, my view and my perspective on parts of my past are in the process of healing. Its doubtful that anyone celebrates the pain but I can respect the lessons from it. God has a plan and while I don't pretend to understand any of it, I still seek His truth.

Have you ever been in a relationship with someone and months go by or maybe you break up but you realize you never even took one picture together? What does the absence of the photo say? Was there no expectation of a future? Were you afraid to even ask for a picture?

Do you think that you would get a picture with Jesus if you could? Would you want to remember when you met? Would you appreciate that picture looking back after you have grown and changed?

The beauty of relationship with Christ is that He will NEVER abandon you. In fact, He is the opposite of any bad memory of any human relationship you have ever known. Jesus is legit. He is the real deal. He is Love.

Say you messed up and stepped out on Jesus. Say that there is a distance and a wound created. Can you forgive yourself enough to accept His forgiveness? You may not be able to see that picture from when you first met and not feel regret for the mistakes you have made, but God just sees Christ and His perfect sacrifice. Now that is a beautiful picture!

Father God, Thank you for the good memories and for the ability to heal from the wounds caused by sin. Thank you that I can cling to You during all times. Your Word is a precious gift that has helped me to know You more. Thank you for the love that is beyond comprehension. In Jesus Name, amen. 

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These are some of my favorite first photos:

that very 1st ultrasound picture
1st time I saw my daughter
1st time I saw my son
1st time my daughter saw her brother


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