Written By: Joceline Sweeney
Since January of 2009, I have taken one picture a day, totalling 2,555 photos on record, give or take a few for leap years! That’s seven years of intentional photographs. This may not be a lot compared to some, but this is different and you’ll see why. This isn’t an original idea of mine; when I heard about it, I jumped in with both feet and haven’t stopped since. I never realized that this would actually be perspective changing and truly something my heart had been missing.
Many families, mine included, have album after album of photos documenting the amazing things we have done so far in our lifetimes. Wonderful vacations, extravagant parties, plays our kids and families have been in, the list of highlights could go on, but I didn’t even realize until I started these special albums that my heart had been longing for something more… real. I would often tell my girls about our early days of married life and memories only I could describe with words as, unfortunately, many pictures had not been taken. There are some shots of events that may have happened in our first home but none focusing on the details that made it our home. Silly as this may sound, I wished I had gotten a photo of our first set of drinking glasses as they were something I had registered for and loved. They were the prettiest glasses I had ever seen and it brought me such joy to place them on our little table, in our first home together as Mr. & Mrs. The details, the ins and outs, are what I wished I had more memory of.
As we now look back through these intentional albums, they are of every season that our family has walked through thus far, since 2009. Some of them are of joyful, abundant times, and some are so difficult they can still bring us to tears.
From a picture of the news cast that announced the company my husband works for had gone bankrupt…to a picture months later of his lunch box, because he was called back to work.
From a picture of beautiful flowers my husband had given me for a special occasion… to a picture of flowers at my grandmother’s funeral.
From a picture of my daughter Kerrington at her first speaking engagement… to a picture of her so sick yet again in the emergency room with no answers.
From a picture of my husband in his new uniform as a fire captain…to a picture of him wearing that same uniform to bury a “brother” of his.
To everything there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven:
A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted;
A time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up;
A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance;
A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;
A time to get, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away;
A time to rend, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;
A time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time of peace.
Although we do enjoy the many, many albums of just the highlights, our favourites to look through are the real, sometimes raw, albums of our lives in every season. These are the ones that remind us of God’s faithfulness day after day, season after season, year after year.
Perhaps you too need to start “taking a picture a day” of the details in your life, just as I did. Noticing God’s faithfulness in the everyday, in every season and for the many years to come.
Until Next Time,