"Ate Brittany!!!!" a happy little voice yells and my head goes up and my balance nearly goes with it. I smile but turn my head back down, and focusing on the task at hand I cross.
Even with the bridges, on the ride home, I look down at my feet and see the mud and muck, the black on my fair skin. And, in that moment I'm thankful.
I think life can be alot like a walk through my beloved village. Life can be messy. It can be full of muck and yucky stuff. But if you look closely, if you look through eyes not your own, through His eyes, you will see absolute awe-inspiring beauty in the midst of yuck.
This world is dark and hard. If we look through the eyes of this world, through eyes of darkness, how can we expect to see light?
We have to intentionally look through eyes that are not our own natural eyes.
~ To God Be the Glory!
(Thanks to Tasha Danecki Photography for the pics)