As of Friday I am twenty-five (aka: a quarter of a century and half-way to thirty). If I was a writer and good at stringing words together I'd tell you in poetic detail how Jesus is better, how He's shaking up my small corner of the world and humbling my soul. But I'm not a writer (I tried, this post had a few lengthy drafts), so I'll stick with what I know. Here's a fresh twenty-five year old Christine.
and every day, in the temple and from house to house, they kept right on teaching and preaching Jesus as the Christ. Acts 5:42
Lately I've been busy with a lot of photography work, haven't had much of a chance to shoot for fun. Whenever I can pull out my camera just to document what's happening with my family or friends I always feel refreshed. I love shooting for people, whether engagement sessions or seniors or families, but my favorite is shooting the people I love most.
I visited these little chickens one night after work a couple weeks ago. We had dinner together and explored the backyard, all while singing songs from Frozen. They have no idea how much of an encouragement they are to me.