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Favorite Photos

I've decided to share some of my favorite photos.  I figure that I share ideas and songs that I appreciate (along with a lot of other stuff) so I want to share photos that I appreciate as well.  Some (or most) of the photos will probably be taken by people besides me but the photo in this particular post I found around my house.
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This is one of my favorite photos.  It was taken on a film camera and it's not very good quality  because it's a combination of at least 3 photos that somehow all developed into 1.

One of the pictures is of my grandma.  She died during the summer of 2010.  (I would write more about her but as I was writing more about her, I decided that sometime I want to do a whole post about her so I'll save it.)  Her posture and the angle from which this picture is taken just describes her well.  Even since I was born she's been hunched over and usually had a tired expression on her face- which makes some sense because she had quite a full life on earth.  I said I didn't want to write a whole lot about her here but one thing I do want to add is that I know when she entered heaven, she probably heard the words, "well done, good and faithful servant."

One of the other pictures that got combined into this one is my grandpa.  I have never met anyone quite like him and those who remind me of him, I hold in high esteem.  Basically, he's a really amazing guy who lives his life in the presence of the Lord.  I think that's the main ingredient for anyone to be awesome.

The third picture is of my grandpas finger pointing upward.  That alone would say a lot about why I like this picture but something that makes it even better yet is that this is something my grandpa does very often.  Usually he'll do it when he's trying to get someone's attention.  Like at the dining room at his retirement home when he's trying to flag down a waiter.  Or when he's trying to get a passerby's attention from his chair across the room so that he can introduce them to someone.  Sometimes he does it when he's trying to remember something.  He also does it when he's encouraging someone to look to the Lord and "Keep trusting the Him."
That's why I like this picture. =)

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