Frederick Buechner invites us to put frames around little moments of our life, and then stop, look, and listen to what they are saying to us.
A vivid sunset, a misty horizon, the vibrant life of a colourful coral reef. In the presence of such beauty could we in fact be glimpsing something more?
Turmoil is both the soundtrack and the screenplay of our humanity. Why, then, if our brokenness is universal, do we dress it up with photos carefully posed?