Sunday, July 27, 2014

Sunday Photographs

My grass is so tall I can't see my dog. That's a sign ...

Only one pic this week, a 30-second exposure of the moon. Enjoy!

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Suzanne D. Williams
Suzanne Williams Photography 
Florida, USA

Suzanne Williams is a native Floridian, wife, and mother, with a penchant for spelling anything, who happens to love photography.

Wednesday, July 23, 2014

#WWJD

But when he saw the multitudes, he was moved with compassion on them, because they fainted, and were scattered abroad, as sheep having no shepherd. Then saith he unto his disciples, The harvest truly is plenteous, but the labourers are few; Pray ye therefore the Lord of the harvest, that he will send forth labourers into his harvest. (Matthew 9:36-38)

Remove your gold-plated halo. Take off your thousand dollar brand-named shoes. Empty your pockets of "thees" and "thous," and put your velour Bible back on the shelf before you read this.

That doesn't sound like you? Then maybe it's lace collars, ballet flats, and tweed coats. Makeup free, refined sugar free, unprocessed, homegrown. Maybe you squeak when you walk.

Or maybe you've read your Bible so much you can't see what's on its pages for the haze that's formed in your mind. Go to church. Attend every Bible class. Raise your hands at appropriate intervals.

But scoot over in the grocery line because he has a tattoo.

Oh, friend, so does God, and it has your name on it.

But Zion said, The LORD hath forsaken me, and my Lord hath forgotten me. Can a woman forget her sucking child, that she should not have compassion on the son of her womb? yea, they may forget, yet will I not forget thee. Behold, I have graven thee upon the palms of my hands; thy walls are continually before me. (Isaiah 49:14-16)


It's shaped like compassion and perfumed with the heart of the Father. For the drug addict. The fornicator. The adulterer. The abused. The abuser. The victim. The perpetrator. The down-and-out.

Nothing Jesus did was without mercy, and everything He did was after God's heart. (Jn 5:30) There are 35 references to the words "compassion" and "mercy" (without derivatives) in the gospels alone. It was how Jesus operated, the pain, discomfort, and anguish of the hurting what He saw.

He didn't simply feel sorry for them. He longed to heal them, and even greater, He did something about it. When others turned the outcasts away, He accepted them.

A Samaritan.
A woman taken in adultery.
A tax collector.
A woman perfuming His feet.
A man let down through a roof to a place at His feet.
Thieves and robbers.
A centurion.
Nicodemus, a Pharisee.

He turned no one aside, but with a heart of mercy extended love and forgiveness.

Who, my friend, have you turned away?

"He drinks too much. I can't be around that."
"He's having an affair. I can't speak with him."
"She smells funny. She might have something catching."
"Their kids are too wild. Mine might pick up a bad habit."

Now, I'm not telling you to plunge yourself into the midst of sin. That would be foolish. I am telling you to shine your light into the lives of those God has placed in your path. Do what Jesus' did, and do it, head held high, chin up. Don't let the world, the flesh, the devil ... THE CHURCH ... intimidate you otherwise.

Did Jesus tell us to love our neighbors, or didn't He? (Mt 19:19;Mt 23:39;Mk 12:31,33;Lk 10:27)

Do you want to obey, or don't you? What part of His command was multiple choice?

None of it. It really is that simple.

I am not here to attend to people who are already right with God; I am here to attend to sinners. In the book of the prophet Hosea, we read, “It is not sacrifice I want, but mercy.” Go and meditate on that for a while—maybe you’ll come to understand it. (Mt 9:13 VOICE)

Check out what one man did to live a life of compassion: http://www.godvine.com/This-Man-Gave-The-Homeless-The-Shirt-Off-fb-gv--5550.html



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Suzanne D. Williams
Suzanne Williams Photography 
Florida, USA

Suzanne Williams is a native Floridian, wife, and mother, with a penchant for spelling anything, who happens to love photography.

Sunday, July 20, 2014

Sunday Photographs

More sun. More heat. More rain. The cattle field beside us has become a pond. It's fun to watch because there are black-whistling ducks and all manner of other water fowl out there. Also, this week a softshell turtle wandered through, big fellow.

Enjoy the pics.

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Water Lilies

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Suzanne D. Williams
Suzanne Williams Photography 
Florida, USA

Suzanne Williams is a native Floridian, wife, and mother, with a penchant for spelling anything, who happens to love photography.

Sunday, July 13, 2014

Sunday Photographs

I'm calling this Throwback Sunday, as all these photos were taken in 2011. Enjoy! (Click on the photo to see a larger version.)

Mexican Sunflower
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Sunrise
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Water Lily
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American Lady Butterfly
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Bullfrog
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Suzanne D. Williams
Suzanne Williams Photography 
Florida, USA

Suzanne Williams is a native Floridian, wife, and mother, with a penchant for spelling anything, who happens to love photography.

Wednesday, July 9, 2014

Life On Hold

holding pattern – n.  a traffic pattern for aircraft at a specified location (holding point)  where they are ordered to remain until permitted to land or proceed;  a state or period in which no progress or change is made or planned (Dictionary.com)


There I was ready to land again, my airplane of progress having completed its mission – or so I thought – when I saw the signal to keep flying.

“Keep flying, Lord? Why? I did what You asked, and here, I am with yet another set of excellent results. If I could just land ….”

But, no, it came again, a command from the tower. “Circle again, Suzanne.”

God has put me in a holding pattern. This is different from waiting. Waiting means I’m ready for takeoff, but am not yet in the air. It’s full of expectancy for the upcoming trip. A holding pattern, on the other hand, means for some reason unknown to me, I’m already flying but cannot land.


The primary use of a holding is delaying aircraft that have arrived at their destination but cannot land yet because of traffic congestion, poor weather, or runway unavailability. (Wikipedia)

Both waiting and holding require patience and trust. We believe God is working out an area in our life, putting our faith that the end (or beginning) will come when He is ready. Both are actions, requiring us to do something. But in a holding pattern, a number of requirements are given.

First, there’s a predefined path:

A holding pattern for instrument flight rules (IFR) aircraft is usually a racetrack pattern based on a holding fix. This fix can be a radio beacon such as a non-directional beacon (NDB) or VHF omnidirectional range (VOR). The fix is the start of the first turn of the racetrack pattern. Aircraft will fly towards the fix, and once there will enter a predefined racetrack pattern. (Wikipedia)

This isn’t me on my own wasting time while God hurries in the background because He wasn’t quite ready for me. I didn't catch God off guard! No, He had the pattern I’m to follow already plotted out.

“Go this direction, Suzanne, and keep your eyes on me until I give the signal.”

As long as I do that and don’t deviate in height or distance, I won’t run into anything I shouldn’t and, when the time is right, will be able to land like always.

Second, it’s tough to get going:

The entry to a holding pattern is often the hardest part for a novice pilot to grasp. (Wikipedia)

And sometimes I’m not the only one waiting on a runway:

Several aircraft may fly the same holding pattern at the same time, separated vertically by 1,000 feet or more. This is generally described as a stack or holding stack. As a rule, new arrivals will be added at the top. The aircraft at the bottom of the stack will be taken out and allowed to make an approach first, after which all aircraft in the stack move down one level, and so on. Air traffic control (ATC) will control the whole process, in some cases using a dedicated controller (called a stack controller) for each individual pattern. (Wikipedia)

Isn’t that the truth? God tells me to keep flying, but sometimes getting out of the rut I’ve put myself in is the hardest part. It isn’t easy to change my plans. I want to hurry up, get this over with, and go on to the next great thing.

But God isn’t ready for me to do that yet. He can see what I can’t, knows if someone else is flying in my way. Perhaps they even got there first. It could be if I land right now I’ll get in the way of another person who really needs that runway. But regardless, I’ll definitely be out of God’s timing, and that’s not worth the risk.

Lastly, slow down:

Many aircraft have a specific holding speed published by the manufacturer; this is a lower speed at which the aircraft uses less fuel per hour than normal cruise speeds. (Wikipedia)

Ah, here’s an important truth. Not only am I not flying wherever I want. I’m flying at a different speed than I was. In essence, I’m maintaining. I’ll keep doing what I’ve been doing, hanging onto the original purpose of this flight, and know that God will let me land with my cargo at the appropriate time.

I don’t toss out the cargo and passengers because I can’t land yet! They’re still valuable.

The reason I was hired to pilot this trip was to get someone or something from point A to point B. That hasn’t changed. Point B simply isn’t ready for me yet.

But here’s the good news, it will be! God is still working on my behalf. He’s still speaking to my heart. He hasn’t changed how He works in my life. Instead, I must listen and obey, and then I’ll fulfill what He has for me.

God never sends you on a trip and leaves you halfway. What He said He’d do, He will. I put my faith in Him to get me there, exactly how He planned.

Even if that means flying in circles for a while.



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Suzanne D. Williams
Suzanne Williams Photography 
Florida, USA

Suzanne Williams is a native Floridian, wife, and mother, with a penchant for spelling anything, who happens to love photography.

Sunday, July 6, 2014

Sunday Photographs & Steve's Digicams

Be sure to check out my June Steve's Digicam's article, HOW FAR IS TOO FAR?, my look at "artistic license." http://www.steves-digicams.com/knowledge-center/how-far-is-too-far.html

Had the hardest rain ever last evening with winds up to 60mph. Thought things would blow down in the yard, but escaped without damage due to the direction of the wind. It did send a pair of flip flops to the opposite end of the porch.

Here's this weeks pics.

Sunrise
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Longwing Skipper
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Horace's Duskywing
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Green Anole
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Sparkler
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Black Swallowtail
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Suzanne D. Williams
Suzanne Williams Photography 
Florida, USA

Suzanne Williams is a native Floridian, wife, and mother, with a penchant for spelling anything, who happens to love photography.

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