Focus

Focus

I often lose my focus, the expanse of the world around me is to much to filter, to much to take in, to much to make sense of, and to much to understand. Colors blend together and lines become fog as I stand in one place with the world spinning madly around me. How do you see the world around you? What do the colors project? What do the lines define? Must each person see the same thing, relate to the same thing, objectify the same thing?

Life is art--it is the ability to capture an everyday occurrence, zoom in on one item and be able to blur the background until that item, your item, becomes your focus. I walk and pass a leaf and to me I see a green blur as I focus on the path in front of me, but the very next day I take notice of a single solitary leaf and the path in front of me begins to blur as I draw my attention to every vein, every cell, every pigment of color reflecting off that one single item.

Life is sometimes lived in the blur and other times it is captured in the details--each have their beauty, each have their purpose, without the other the one would not help balance the other. Focus requires balance- the ability to move forward, step backwards, see your surroundings, but understand your focal point.

As I set my attention to Christ the world around me blurs and creates a backdrop of millions of colors and patterns to illuminate and capture my focus of His power, His beauty, and His purpose.

The World is a Blur to me