I would not call myself a shutterbug, but I do like to take photos to capture beautiful scenery and significant family events. In fact, for many years I took my role as family historian very seriously. Before the invention of digital cameras, I would get my film developed regularly and put the best our family photos into a photo album.
I didn’t just slap them in there as is, though. Some I would cut out artistically. To others I would add written details. My favorite thing to do was to enhance the photographs by writing or drawing something funny to go along with the picture.
That all stopped in 2009. Since then, I have continued to take pictures, but with my digital camera I simply download the images onto my computer. Hence, no more family photo albums.
When I was packing up all my old albums in preparation for moving, my daughter lamented the fact that we didn’t have any documenting the last five years of our family history. Folders on the computer are just not the same. She likes seeing them in a book you can hold in your hands, and to be honest, so do I.
So, today, I revived the photo album project. I scoured through hundreds of images on my computer and selected over 200 of the best family photos. I even figured out how to send them off to be printed without leaving my house!
I picked them up the other day and am finding the process of putting them into an album rather healing. Even though it is an emotional journey as I reminisce about the trials we’ve faced, it is also a testament to the faithfulness of our Creator. It is a reminder that in the midst of some extremely challenging circumstances, there were some good times, too.
All of this serves to remind me that in this messy thing called life, God is good all the time. I can trust him with it all because he is always holding my hand and is always holding my heart in his hand. That is the healing power of family photos.