Don’t you just hate stinking photobombers?
Jayde Taylor and Brooke Peris were taking a selfie to remember their game. And this intruder steps in uninvited in the background. Argh!!*@!
But WAIT A MINUTE! Who IS that photobomber? Look closely.
This is no ordinary prankster spoiling your memories. This is the Queen of England.
Jayde and Brooke weren’t at all miffed. Actually, it turned out to be the experience of a lifetime, the memory to never forget.
Has God ever photobombed your life? You thought you were alone, going through struggles, and then boom! you realized later that God was there in the background all the time. You got lifebombed by Royalty (as in, Divine Royalty).
I love the testimonies especially of former atheists who have come to Christ, weeping and falling in love with the Savior they thought didn’t exist.
I love it when it happens to me. God, you can photobomb my life any time You want.
The reason why Instagram, Pinterest and other photo-hosting sites are popular is because people crave beauty. I consider observing beauty a basic urge, on par with receiving love.
When I was a literature major, I hungered for a good book, one with jeopardy, three-dimensional characters, and a reasonable but surprising denouement. Above all else, it must evoke meaningful themes that leave reflection lingering.
This is why I pray. I am pursuing the happy ending to the senseless chaos in the lives of people around me. You can watch a drama.
You can admire an art. You can take pictures.
Or you can create living art, the transformation of lives freed from the dungeon of lostness, liberated to the thrill of love, purpose and family found only in God. Some snap photos, others brandish brush, I bow my head.
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