So, much like this photo, I find myself alone with Jesus (here online that is…Rhoda is my eternal mate), having withdrawn after 10 years of public ministry for Jesus Christ on Facebook. I felt nearly mortally wounded by bashing from the right AND left. And it was worth every wound. I am not a masochist so if you are looking to bash me here…please leave my site now. You will be peacefully escorted out by me and Jesus if you do not.
I lick my wounds in Christ. My politics are now private and my business. America is no longer free. To that degree I will speak out. Period.
I hope my friend in Russia, Alexandr will find me here and update me on how he is doing. Alexandr is an older man who lived as a heroin junkie in New York City. The Lord put us together on FB one night. Alexandr was contacting me from Russia where he had moved in with his Mother and was caring for her. He was trying to kick his addiction but when I talked to him he was stoned on something, but I knew this was a holy intervention. So I was patient in listening and tender in my interaction with him.
I could tell that he really wanted to be transformed by Jesus like I was. We prayed together and he took Jesus into his heart and has remained there to date.
God bless you Alexandr as you walk with Jesus my friend.
All of those from FB that I forgot to contact about this move, I apologize profusely but I am soooo sensitive that I couldn’t take it no mo’! See ya on the other side…or not…everybody knows.
My wife Rhoda and I travelled to Cork, Ireland. Our friends, Dan Adsmond, a professor at Ferris State University and his wife, Deb invited us to visit them while Dan was on sabbatical in Cork. They were surprised when we said “Yes”.
Cork was a delightful place…one of those places you travel to and decide that you could easily live there. We were visiting the art museum in Cork. I looked out the window from this vantage point…a fascinating view of the pedestrian traffic. I shot many frames and ended up deciding on this one.
I usually did not do this kind of photograph layering but for some reason (alas, the artist’s mind…) a photograph I had taken of a berry bush in winter in Frankfort, Michigan came to mind. The lines of the combined photographs worked out well graphically.
Miami, Florida is a fascinating place. Through AirB&B I stayed at the home of a young lady named Jessica who was very cordial. I travelled there to do street photography on a trip that included visiting my sister Judy in Jupiter, Florida. I loved Miami’s Hispanic culture; the neighborhood was rich in it. I ate at a Guatemalan restaurant that appeared to be popular…I was a minority as a non-Hispanic there…I loved it. I hope to return to photograph in that restaurant one day.
I met this young man named Prince at Jessica’s place. He was part of a group visiting her. I asked him if I could photograph him…he more than obliged, an eager subject. I retired to my bedroom, processed the photo in post-production and returned to the group to show him the portrait. He was delighted; so was I. I got his email address and sent him a high-resolution copy of it.