I started photography and journaling in earnest nearly three years ago. I shoot with a digital camera and therefore shoot plenty of photos—last image count 12,000— the word count of the journal has grown to 371,853 words, millions of keystrokes from a two-finger typist. Why photography and journaling? They are integral to my five-year-plan; its theme is “Just Try.”.
September 25th and 26th, 2021, marked the inaugural "Let There Be Light" photography workshop at the new Metigoshe Ministries conference center in the beautiful Turtle Mountains of North Dakota. I desire to continue "Let there be Light" workshops at Metigoshe Ministry...
You are part of the five-year plan, and you are the critic I feared. I wrote for three years and photographed tens of thousands of images. My son Joe bought me a guitar, and Shawn bought me the amp. I realize I will never be a James Joyce or an Ansel Adams, and Hendricks’ legacy is safe from my guitar efforts, but I will have strived to try. The time is now to face the critic; after all, Vincent van Gogh sold only one painting, and that was to his brother. I will do my best to tell a decent story, photograph something beautiful, and play a tune for Shawn and Joe.
A life void of worry and angst, a paradise of childhood joy.
Why do we worry? We spend most of our days in fear and angst, and it bears bad fruit; coronary disease, alcoholism, drug addiction, domestic violence, and all woes of today’s world. Is it possible to cast off all inhibitions and regain our childhood live in the moment persona? Scripture tells us this is the life we should live; become children again: “Truly I tell you, unless you change and become like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven.” ~ Matthew 18:3.
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