May 31, 2012

• Shadows.

  I love shadows.

  There is something about a shadow that really resonates with me. I’m not entirely sure why but I’ve always enjoyed taking them in.

  

  (I wouldn't call either of those a great shadow...just can't seem to find a good one I've taken.)

   

  When you see a shadow, you know what it’s coming from. A shadow can’t disguise itself into something it’s not. Same with a reflection. It is what it is.

  As a child and maybe as an adult, a shadow could have been a scary thing. We saw something other than what it was because our imagination got the best of us. Then someone came and turned the light on to show us what it really was we were seeing. The ah-ha moment of realizing you were making something out of nothing.

  A shadow cast from the same object can take different shapes depending on the light hitting said object. When the light is high in the sky the shadow will be short and fat. When the light is low the shadow will be very long and narrow. Like a shadow, each of us is cast in the same likeness, but each of us take a different shape.

  
  

  For me, a shadow is a depiction of character. The shadow of my life should always shadow who I am. My hope is that my shadow shows more of Him and less of me because if that's what I'm really about, that's what my shadow should be. What you sow is what you reap kind of deal. Yet there are those times, for some more than others, when people see things in your shadow that aren’t really there, either because they choose to see the worse or just need someone to turn the lights on for them.

  
  

  I’ve discovered there really isn’t much you can do about the way your shadow is perceived. You can’t explain to every spectator every reason behind your actions. I think that’s what I love. The things we see or think we see, can’t always be trusted but things we can’t see are unfailing. 

   

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