Sunday, June 6, 2010

Joie de Lens





Assuredly, I say to you,
unless you are converted and become as little children,
you will be no means enter the kingdom of heaven

Matt 18:3


Joie de lens is a turn of phrase which I coined from its sister term in French “joie de vivre” or “the joy of living.” Marrying poetry with photography to create literary lyricism and picturesque imagery; this is what “joie de lens” or “the joy of perspective” is all about. It is about life viewed through aqua-coloured sweetness - the ever-hoping lens of God’s Word, It is about crystal focus and glass-clear clarity patterned with the beauty of God’s goodness. It is God’s minutely microscopic precision in etching what is lovely and true unto a gem soul. It is about seeing through spectacles of truth which place all things in their rightful place. I see past, I see into. I see the heart of man, and not the many layers which conceal it. I see who I am and who I will become. I stand on mountaintops as I journey through valleys, I sail to the horizon as I sit by the shore, I climb Jacob’s ladder as rest in sleep. Joie de lens – it is the joy of admiring the panorama of God’s purpose from heavenly heights. It is the eagle eye of majesty, nobility and grandeur gliding far above and way beyond what was darkly destined for us. It is a fixed gaze of piercing intensity that gives us a clear sighting of divine design. It is the transparent eye of God mirroring His nature as I draw near and behold in His perfection my possibilities. It is divine wisdom seeing through all and holding up a looking glass, promising that I will sight who I really am in Him. Joie de lens is innocent, child-like trust in God; trust that leaps into His arms to rest peacefully. Joie de Lens – the joy of seeing, the delight of knowing, the thrill of being and the celebration of becoming. As I peer into the enchanting pool of His very nature, magical moments are mirrored back into my days. As I linger beside His streams of delight, placid reflections pour peace into my soul because I come to see, I come to know … there is always hope.

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