I discovered windows one afternoon and after that, nothing was ever the same.
At the end of summer, a friend and I took an afternoon to participate in a local farm tour. At our last stop, we happened by this window on the door leading into a barn. I loved the shape of it so I stood there for a moment and looked through it. Through the window, I viewed another window. Different shape, different size. Different perspective.
I took a photograph, Instagrammed it, and put it in a Facebook album.
Two months later, that photo has come back to me. Sometimes, God has a way of doing that–bringing art, poetry, photography or literature into my life just when I need it.
I’ve been thinking about windows, and what they offer us. An opportunity to receive warm light. The experience of gaining new insight.
What I have realized, however, is that windows also offer us time to stand back and just be. Looking through a window allows us to see what is happening but also to detach a bit–a time to regroup, a time to rest, a time to renew. Sometimes, being at a distance not only gives us a new perspective on the situation at hand, but also gives us a new perspective on ourselves. It reminds us that we might want to put old habits aside or step out of an unhealthy patterns or just try out something new. And rightfully so, nothing again will ever be the same.