Sometimes You Can Never Tell

   After I went to church to plug in the coffee pots for the java people coming to the services this morning, and in driving back home as the sun was about to come up, I had an idea.

   I had found a spot over on the other side of the golf course where a tidal creek flowed out of the marsh and into a lake that bordered the 18th hole. Not knowing how much water would be in the creek (I had not looked up the tide charts for 7AM), I went by there, thinking that it might be a good shot.

   I was not surprised by the scene, the color in the sky or the color blending into the water of the creek, but I was taken back when I got back home and put the raw files into the computer. Here is the progression:

        The first image, the raw file without any post production

       The second with a little bit of work and cropping

   The third to get a shot of color

   But then I saw something else, the grasses in the foreground and their reflections in the water of the creek, and that path led to this:

   Sometimes you just never can tell where a path will lead. I read a blog post by my daughter today concerning paths and what following them can mean:

http://uniontrueheart.blogspot.com/

   I thought of all those people who walked into the doors of a church this morning. What sort of path led them there, and what did walking that mean in their lives? Where did that path lead as they left the service? How about my journey?

   Just like the progression in the pictures above, I would never have seen that last shot if I had not followed a path to see it up close and personal.

   And I am always glad to ask the question: What does God want me to see tomorrow?

   Sometimes, you never can tell what and who might be there.