My present happiness is all I see.

Unless I look upon what is not there, my present happiness is all I see. Eyes that begin to open see at last. And I would have Christ’s vision come to me this very day. What I perceive without God’s Own Correction for the sight I made is frightening and painful to behold. Yet I would not allow my mind to be deceived by the belief the dream I made is real an instant longer. This the day I seek my present happiness, and look on nothing else except the thing I seek.

With this resolve I come to You, and ask Your strength to hold me up today, while I but seek to do Your Will. You cannot fail to hear me, Father. What I ask have You already given me. And I am sure that I will see my happiness today.

I finally managed to have a day of reflection. I realised that I didn’t go on my artist date last week and, with it being such a gorgeous day, went to the MAC to see the Vanley Burke photo exhibition, By the Rivers of Birminam. A truly excellent collection of 100 photos of mainly the black community, from 1962 to 2011. Each photo told a story. There were stories of innocence, joy, loss, anger, despair, revolution, resistance, love, cooperation, co-existence, longevity and more. There were people I recognised, even my ex-mother-in-law, and a much younger version of the man I was talking to in the Coop on Saturday.

I bought the accompanying book, beautifully presented, and containing the face of my next hero.

The park was ablaze with the fires and smouldering colours of autumn. Yes. I remembered why artist dates are so important.