The Lost Sunrise

In 1996 my daughter and my first wife and I took a family vacation to Australia. I’d been there several times on mission trips, starting in 1991, but this was the first time to be there without any responsibilities, and it was a wonderful time to catch up with friends I’d made over the years as well as to revisit familiar places and see new sights.

It was also a great time for taking photographs, and I still have an album–a thick one–full of them. Although it would be difficult–maybe impossible–to pick a favorite picture from that album, one of my favorites has actually been missing for a number of years: a sunrise over the ocean at Port Douglas.

Why? Why is it missing, you ask.

I used to have a big poster made from my print of that photo, but when my first wife moved to another state, the poster (and all of the negatives) inadvertently went with her. It’s entirely possible they were later destroyed in a flooded basement.

But what about the print that used to be in the photo album?

In my desire to have another poster made from the original, Kathleen and I headed to a camera store with my only print copy of that sunrise in a brown envelope. Unfortunately, neither of us thought to close the envelope. Can you imagine our shock when we opened the envelope while heading down the hall towards the camera store and found that the picture had fallen out somewhere?

Panic! We must’ve searched every inch of the path we’d taken, but to no avail. We’d lost it. Forever.

Hadn’t I scanned a copy at some point in time, though?


But the only copy I could find is so small and of such low resolution that another print could never be made from it, much less a good-sized poster. I tried using software that is supposed to help with problems like that, but it didn’t work. Not sufficiently well.

So this little picture is the best one I have…the only one I have. If you click on it, you’ll see it the same size you do now.

It’s no wonder I’ve almost become a fanatic about sunrise pictures (and making sure I have good digital versions stored in multiple locations.

This photo, taken at Sandbridge, Virginia, is probably my current favorite.

I’ve also become fond of sunsets–perhaps because of the symbolism relating to growing older. This is my current favorite.

Do you enjoy taking pictures? What’s your favorite subject? Have you ever lost a photo that was extra-special–or perhaps had a very special picture turn out horribly? How about sharing a comment?

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If I Should Lose My Creativity

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In December of 2012–it seems more recent than that, though–I wrote a song called I’ll Just Keep Praising the Lord. It talks about various blessings I could lose and yet still be thankful for the other blessings God has given me. One stanza says this:

I thrive on smiles and words of good cheer.
My hopes and dreams keep me looking upward.
My creativeness fulfills me and keeps my mind alert.
But even if I lose those blessings, I will not complain.
I’ll just keep on praising the Lord for being so good.

Creativeness. Creativity. One of the most important talents God has gifted me with. Especially for writing, but also for music.

I wrote my first poem in elementary school. And a few years later I wrote a satirical little poem based on the poem Trees. I don’t remember all of it–thank goodness–but it started out something like this:

I think that I shall never see
Anyone else who’s quite like me.
I think that I would surely faint
Unless he be some earthly saint…

Creative for sure, although probably worth forgetting.

As a pre-teen I wrote a short little book about turtles. I wanted to be a herpetologist–a biologist studying reptiles and amphibians.

In high school I wrote my first song. The folk trio I was in used it for our theme song. I started writing additional songs after graduation. I even wrote some musical dramas and a rock opera. Not to mention poetry, short plays and monologues, and a few other shorter writings.

Over the last nine or ten years I’ve written a dozen novels, three of which have been published. Info about all twelve is on my website. Amazon carries the published books.

I’m not boasting about what I’ve done. I just want to show you how important my creativity is–to me even if to very few other people. If I were to lose it, I hope I would still feel just as thankful to God for the blessings I hadn’t lost, but it would be tough.

I’ve mentioned in several other blog posts that I participate in a weekly nursing home ministry. I sometimes wonder what each of the residents was like before ending up in a nursing home.

But I wonder about one lady in particular. You saw the colored marker drawings at the top of this post? She did those, and I have them on my refrigerator–just as if they’d been done by my daughter when she was young. I have no idea whether she used to be visually creative, but I think it’s wonderful that she’s able to express herself in what many people would consider such a childish way.

If I should ever lose the kind of creativity I currently enjoy, I pray that I may find some other kind. Just as the lady at the nursing home has done. But if I don’t, I pray that I may lose my memory of ever having been creative.

What do you think? If you lost one of your talents, could you handle it well? How about leaving a comment.



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