Capture Me Beautiful.

There are several instances where I am posed in a moment of distinct blessing and beauty that I wish it could be captured on film. It really has nothing to do with me, but with the essense of all that is taking place. And perhaps a picture would not be able to portray all that is held within its lense, but there are still these moments.

Moments when a members of my church are bowed over another in prayer.

Moments when I stand next to a friend with our arms outstretched in worship.

Moments when friends curl around a bride with prayers poured out over blessings.

I had one such moment yesterday. I went to a baby shower for a friend; a rather new friend at that. And I just wanted to pick up all the pixels sprinkled around us and put them into film in only the way an excellent photographer can. It's women gathered around with coffee or punch, the smell of sweet baked goods and goat cheese marina sauces spindling the air. Of our hugs as we greet, the pearls on the hostess thin neck. It's the blessing of conversation about books that have blessed us, and boyfriends that bring out the best. It's the blessing of hearing these women really love the Lord with their heart, their lives, their children, and their husbands. These women who make me want to be the best me that I am, who pull out the beauty of that worth.

So it was in these moments, at the end, we circled our blossomed friend and the baby growing inside her. Kneeling around her, we blessed her with our prayers. It was at this moment that I wanted the film to partake in what I knew was so special, so sacred, at that moment, in that place. These friends and mothers laying hands and bringing this radiant beauty to a place filled with glowing embers of fire and brewed hazelnut. This was a moment that was so beautiful, it's one I would capture and frame in my heart.

"And Mary treasured up all these things and pondered them in her heart..." Luke 2:19