Every Friday on msn.com they post "The Week in Pictures." I like to look at this b/c I like to see how people take pictures--how they capture a moment for the world to see. After you've viewed all the pictures (I don't think they post more than 20) you can vote on which one you liked. After you've cast your vote, they show each picture with the number of votes each picture received. I vote everytime, and I've never picked the one that has the most votes. When I first started doing this I was picking the pictures that were behind by like 20,000 votes!
Today, I am pleased to report, I have broken my record! For the first time, I selected the picture that preceeded the 2nd place image by over 10,000 votes!!! :) :D
Unfortunately it was a rather bittersweet moment for me. With the war going on, and conflicts in many countries, a lot of pictures are of sadness, death, destruction, and scenes of hopelessness. If they ever post a picture that is graphic in any way, a warning will pop up and you have to hit the play button in order to view the image. Well, there was one graphic picture today, but I skipped over. I actually did that by accident, usually I will view it. As I continued to go through the library of photos another warning popped up. I was rather shocked b/c they don't usually post two graphic pictures in the same week. This one I did view, and I was numbed by it. It was a picture of a man, dead in the streets, blood on his shirt and all around him, and also a woman and a couple of men beside him overcome with horror and grief. At first I just sat there, and then I clicked to the next picture, and in my head I thought, I've become desensitised. I see this almost every night on the news, in every other movie, on almost every headline of every newspaper every day! I have no feeling! And although on my monitor, a completely different picture was in front of me, I couldn't get over the last one I just saw. I thought, that was just his shell. The lady and men who were with his body were grieving that he was gone, but that was just his outer body---his soul is somewhere. And then I got sick to my stomach. He is somewhere.
As my mind kept pondering war, death, evil, the worship of false gods, and how no peace will come until the Lord comes again I just couldn't take it anymore! I want peace. I don't want to have to read about, see, or hear reports on war and death. People always say I live in a bubble b/c I don't like to watch the news and what not, well can I just say, this is why! And now, even my perfect little bubble is being invaded! *sniff*
Today, I am pleased to report, I have broken my record! For the first time, I selected the picture that preceeded the 2nd place image by over 10,000 votes!!! :) :D
Unfortunately it was a rather bittersweet moment for me. With the war going on, and conflicts in many countries, a lot of pictures are of sadness, death, destruction, and scenes of hopelessness. If they ever post a picture that is graphic in any way, a warning will pop up and you have to hit the play button in order to view the image. Well, there was one graphic picture today, but I skipped over. I actually did that by accident, usually I will view it. As I continued to go through the library of photos another warning popped up. I was rather shocked b/c they don't usually post two graphic pictures in the same week. This one I did view, and I was numbed by it. It was a picture of a man, dead in the streets, blood on his shirt and all around him, and also a woman and a couple of men beside him overcome with horror and grief. At first I just sat there, and then I clicked to the next picture, and in my head I thought, I've become desensitised. I see this almost every night on the news, in every other movie, on almost every headline of every newspaper every day! I have no feeling! And although on my monitor, a completely different picture was in front of me, I couldn't get over the last one I just saw. I thought, that was just his shell. The lady and men who were with his body were grieving that he was gone, but that was just his outer body---his soul is somewhere. And then I got sick to my stomach. He is somewhere.
As my mind kept pondering war, death, evil, the worship of false gods, and how no peace will come until the Lord comes again I just couldn't take it anymore! I want peace. I don't want to have to read about, see, or hear reports on war and death. People always say I live in a bubble b/c I don't like to watch the news and what not, well can I just say, this is why! And now, even my perfect little bubble is being invaded! *sniff*
This world is not my home I'm just passing through
my treasures are laid up somewhere beyond the blue
the angels beckon me from Heaven's open door
and I can't feel at home in this world anymore
O Lord you know I have no friend like you
if Heaven's not my home then Lord what will I do?
the angels beckon me from Heaven's open door
and I can't feel at home in this world anymore
~
This song rings true in my ears more now than ever before. Do you feel more and more like a stranger in this old world? Like you really don't "fit in." That's me. I don't fit in with those of this world, but praise the Lord, I fit in with him! :D That's all I need.
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I guess I should tell you the image I voted on. After all the horror pictures, I came across these little ducks. Yep, that's right! These sweet, innocent ducklings trying to cross railroad tracks. After what I had just seen, I knew right away they had my vote! They warmed my heart, and reminded me, that no matter what happens, I still have a loving God who watches over everything, and he does care--contrary to what others may say.
4 comments:
Hey Jes?
My motto "Ignorance is Bliss"
:)
Isn't it though. And you know me--I'm pretty..... well, ignorant sounds so dumb, let's go with "sheltered!"
I do enjoy living in my little Christian bubble sometimes; I absolutely hate when it's burst, even though I know it's good (and sometimes necessary) for me to get a dose of reality. There is a world out there -- lost and on its way to hell... how often I forget that because I'm content to live in my "shelteredness." Lord, help us to remember!
It sounds like you had the right kind of thoughts when seeing that picture - concern for his soul. So many would only be concerned with what happened to him or the effect on those he loved rather than on his eternal state. I don't like to know a lot about the wars either, but sometimes it is a good reminder of how thankful we should be here in America.
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