For those of you that don’t know me, I’m a photographer. Photography is not my profession, but it is one of my greatest joys. It gives me a chance to capture the world as I see it. It gives me a chance to share my artist’s heart and mind that work in pictures much better than in words.
Every photograph has a purpose. It may just be that it’s fun to look at. It may capture an otherwise unnoticed detail. It may be to freeze a moment in time. Any viewer of the photograph can take a guess as to what the purpose is. But, as the photograph’s creator, I know that purpose better than any other.
Almost anyone would be able to figure out the purpose of this picture.
Do you have any idea what the purpose of this is? I’m guessing that you don’t. But I do. This photo captured a very special memory for me. After spending two months in a walking boot, I was finally released to do something! These shoes went with me up the stairs to the top of two lighthouses and a sand dune. In that moment, they represented new found freedom and ability. They also represented protection from that hot sand. I didn’t know it at the time, but this photo has also come to preserve a special memory from the last trip I would ever take with my Daddy before he died.
Without the viewpoint of the creator, you would probably never have seen that simple photograph for what it really is. If you ever came across it and you didn’t know to whom it belonged, it would have been ignored, disregarded, thrown away or destroyed. Even knowing the story behind it, some people might still do that. But it holds a very special place in my heart.
God is the most remarkable artist. We are His creation. Each of us has a purpose that sometimes only He can see and tell. No one has the right to disregard or destroy us based on his/her judgment call of our worth. But it happens. Every day. We are making decisions on how to treat others based on our own view. It’s wrong. We should make every effort to treat each person with the care that their Creator does. It’s not easy. I’ll admit, I’m not always good at it. But it’s the right thing to do.
I’m just the maker of photographs that are replaceable. God is the maker of every person: each is unique and completely irreplaceable. I know how sad and angry I would feel if someone destroyed or defaced one of my photographs on display. Even knowing that, I can hardly fathom how God must feel when one of his precious creations is put down or damaged.
When a woman (or man, or child) is abused, often times she even forgets herself that she has value. She is full of a purpose that God himself has ordained from her beginning. That is one of the reasons I’m a part of Give Her Wings. Anything that we can do to remind one of God’s precious creations that she is valuable to Him is worth our time, effort and money. She doesn’t belong stuffed in an album, marked up by a pen, disregarded or destroyed. She needs to be restored, framed, and out in the world showing off the purpose with which she was created.
I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
your works are wonderful,
I know that full well.