Credit Where It Is Due

Credit Where It is Due

I like to make photographs, and I enjoy being praised for what I have done. But God teaches a different attitude, one of thankfulness and humility. He pointed that out to me recently. I DO NOT MAKE THESE PHOTOGRAPHS ALONE. I didn't create the light, or the technology which makes photography possible. I didn't buy my camera, it was a gift from my husband. I didn't give myself the ability to see through the camera in order to make an image which others find pleasing. It is right to use what I have been given to the best of my ability, but it is wrong to take credit for what I have not done. God made the light, the elements which are used to manufacture the camera, and the world from which these images come. He has given me gifts: people to teach me, eyes to see with, and a brain to process information. I am thankful for these gifts. He deserves all the praise, not I.

Sunday, April 21, 2013


One day in August, 
a few years ago,
I went for a walk
Camera in tow. 
I passed some thistles
With seeds downy ripe 
A fine breeze tugged at
Each seed's fluffy kite.
Could I catch the dance
Of down in the breeze?
Could my fingers and
lens do it? Oh, please!
This little fairy 
Danced free-what delight!
And flew on its way
Playing in the light.
Another puff came,
More fairies danced free:
They followed the first
Skipping through the trees.


Wendy said...

Beautiful--both the photos and poem! Makes me long for those late summer days!

RobertN said...

Beautiful post!
Many blessings!

Buttons Thoughts said...

Oh Dimple this is beautiful the words and the thistles. I cannot wait to see thistles the snow is gone but the cold remains. Hug B

Sallie (FullTime-Life) said...

Lovely! Thank you for sharing ...

rjerdee said...

It's so much fun when you can get your camera to catch a nature miracle...lovely poetry/story too :)

Hildred said...

You have caught the picture beautifully, both in words and with camera.

DUTA said...

Thistles have a certain nobility about them, and you've well managed to capture it in your pictures. The little poem complements the pictures with its lovely rhytm and rhyming.

Nancy said...

Love your sweet poem -- thistles are usually not a welcome sight around here, but I like your fluffy images. :)

Joan said...