there is truth in this. but not as much truth as it implies. what we photograph is what we find beautiful or thrilling or heartbreakingly stunning. do we fear losing beauty? or do we simply want to hold on to it? is there a difference?
I am a Christan. I am not perfect, but God is working in me. I am a mess, but I am His mess. I am a Christian, and the day will come when I am by His side. All He's done in me will be completed. And when that day comes it will all be worth it.