The light-writer and the songbird

Monday found us in Sebring FL with a redheaded photographer and her singer-songwriter friend. Erin, the photographer, had lived with Angela in Montana for several months. Kirsten came to Sebring for a Bible Institute and a passion.

Twenty-four hours in a borrowed home, enough time to breathe, enough time for stories and longings and chai. Snapshots of community—-the smell of grilled chicken pasta, laughing as raindrops fell onto our plates and chased us inside; looking at the Light through Erin’s lens; art and God tangled in all our lives.

Late that night, Kirsten folded herself onto the couch and grabbed her guitar. Soon Erin unfolded herself from the distance and grabbed her camera. Renee captured in scene, Angela asked her questions. Beauty and calling, music and light.