Magic City, Iron City, the place I call home

 
 
 Rex is a better model than most humans I know.

Rex is a better model than most humans I know.

 
 Playing around with light - it was beautiful that day.

Playing around with light - it was beautiful that day.

 
 Actual photo of Leah trying to teach me her skills.

Actual photo of Leah trying to teach me her skills.

 
 And did I mention she has skills?! (seriously book her now)

And did I mention she has skills?! (seriously book her now)

 
 
 Thanks for getting in front of the camera for a change so I can practice ;)

Thanks for getting in front of the camera for a change so I can practice ;)

 
 Rex's smile after I told him he's a good boy.

Rex's smile after I told him he's a good boy.

 

So I've been silent for about a month. Oops. I can't believe it's already mid-March! It has been kind of nice to take a break from posting - there is a sense of relief of pressure when I am not constantly thinking about the next thing I want to write about. So I figured I would just write the next time it seemed appropriate. A.k.a. the next time I truly had something on my mind that I wanted to share.

That being said, Birmingham has been on my mind a lot lately. That may sound a little strange but hear me out. What triggered me to write about this was the photoshoot (see above) that my friend Leah and I did downtown last week. But I think really what started it was when I moved back to Birmingham in the fall. I'm originally from here, but anyone you talk to who shares my roots will tell you that the Birmingham that exists now is much different than the Birmingham we grew up in. The Birmingham I grew up in was the city my friends and I deemed as Boringham. The city where we thought everything was uninteresting because remained in the same 3 mile radius for 18 years. The city where I was told not to go downtown after dark because it wasn't safe. The city that is split in two by a mountain that divides not only the suburbs from the city, but also groups of people from one another.

Being back here has given me a renewed sense of appreciation for the city. I don't know if it is because it has grown and changed so much since I left, or if I failed to see how great it was when I was growing up. Probably a combination of both. I do think Birmingham has come a long way though. I have loved seeing businesses and restaurants and more activity rush to the downtown area, because that mountain that used to divide is slowly looking less like a wall and more like a bridge. I like the way Birmingham is headed, but I also believe it still has a long way to go.

It is clear that God is at work in Birmingham. He wants to use people to bring reconciliation, to show kindness and mercy, to teach truth, to love our neighbors and to bring more people into his Kingdom daily. My hope is that Birmingham would be a hub for the true gospel to be propelled onward. That Birmingham would be a city brought to its knees in awe of the only One who can restore and reconcile, and who can mend and heal broken hearts. That Birmingham would be a place from where truth is sent out, not hidden and kept from the ones who need it most.

Because in the end, every knee will bow and tongue confess that He is God. The gospel will be taken to the nations and the earth will be filled with the knowledge of the glory of the Lord. I just pray that Birmingham, and the people of Birmingham, will play a significant role in that. So here's to more development and growth in this city, in every way possible.