Jodi Blazek ❤ Joseph Gehr, August 17, 1985 A Marriage Made of Moments is a blog post I wrote for our 30th anniversary last year. For our 31-derful anniversary, I share a revised post with updated photos, new “moments” and fresh reflections… because a lot can happen in one year. A marriage is made of… Continue reading 31-derful Years: A Marriage Made of Moments
“In dreams, spiritual reality breaks into our life…In our conscious life, we are often blind and deaf to God. We overlook what God wants to tell us. We listen solely to our own thoughts and those of the people around us and fail to hear God’s voice. For this reason, God must be made perceptible… Continue reading When the Dust Settles
The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes but in having new eyes. –Marcel Proust Photography is my hobby. Maybe a professional photographer would take issue with me for using the word “photography”. I have no professional training. I haven’t taken any adult education classes, even though it’s on my want-to-do-that-one-of-these-days list. I… Continue reading Seeing With New Eyes
Jodi Blazek ❤ Joseph Gehr, August 17, 1985 A marriage is made of moments. When you string them all together, you get a picture of a life built together. A marriage isn’t made, once and for all, when the I-dos are exchanged. A marriage is constantly being re-created; it is always in the process of… Continue reading A Marriage Made of Moments
Learning and Becoming Never have I thought I’ve known it all (well, almost), but I am continually amazed how each new day or experience can bring fresh insights and deeper levels of understanding—in relationship with others, self and God. How is it that there is so much more to learn? to ponder?! to celebrate? to behold?!… Continue reading The Grandeur of God: Beholding and Becoming
It’s the little surprises I love: a windmill, a curve in the road, a small town that I didn’t know existed (happens all the time in rural Nebraska), a small cemetery or church, a calf nursing from its mother, a turkey crossing the road.
I can make a 90-minute drive closer to two hours, but it is so worth the time. Getting off the highway and onto gravel roads is one of the most prayerful experiences I have. The photos don’t capture the out-loud-to-myself aaaahs and ohs—but the joy of discovery, the surrender to surprise is unmatched.