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    Hi, my name is Amy. I am a wife to my hard working husband, mommy to three beautiful kids, and I am an artist. I am a pretty simple person, and I am working hard to share God's beauty through photography and art. Thanks for visiting my blog. Here you will find lots of images, and my own daily musings about life. :)

{ Faith 52 } Genesis 1, And God saw it was good.

I love Gods creation! Nature is where I feel closest to my Savior, and it is so refreshing to my soul.  My mom always made me go outside for a “nature nurture” when I was a kid which just meant “Get out and go for a walk!” I would come in after spending time by the creek in the trees feeling calm and refreshed.  Last week was really tough; we were hit with a snow storm and I was a single mom while Bryson was traveling for work… I may have over done the emergency supplies from Wal-Mart, and surviving everyday was my priority.  I didn’t have time to get this blog post done, though I did dwell on it a lot.  I wanted so badly to photograph nature… with out the white stuff I’ve already been photographing. when I think of “creation” my mind immediately goes to green grass, warm wind, and wild animals jumping around a field… there isn’t anything green here right now and I had no idea what I should photograph for Genesis 1.  Yesterday my mother and father in law gave me two violets for my birthday on the 28th and I knew I had my subject for the week.  The detail in these flowers is mind blowing! The pedals almost look like they were painted with watercolors.  Isn’t God creative?  I constantly think about what an amazing artist God is… every sunset, every baby animal, every tiny flower pedal is stamped with his watermark of beauty and truth.  My children are constant reminders too… sons and a daughter of the King of Kings they amaze me with their creativity and abilities reflecting their creator to me daily.  Sure, they reflect our need for a Savior as well {ahhhem, yes daily}, let’s be honest… they are little sinners, just like I am.  {but that would be another chapter in Genesis, not this weeks chapter..}

I encourage you to read the first book of the bible again, Genisis 1.  We just read it again in our children’s Bible together and every time it is so beautiful.

Here are a few pictures of my little artists.  I don’t know if these pictures really go with my “theme” but I wanted to share anyway.  They are fearfully and wonderfully made too…  just like green grass, and every other living creature.


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Holton’s largest rubber band ball

My dad Michael Eubanks has been in business for 33 years building beautiful cabinets and furniture at Eubanks Custom Woodworks.  What you might not know is that everyday he gets a rubber band around his mail, and everyday it goes on to a rubber band ball… for 33 years.  It is BIG.  I have no idea how many rubber bands that is, so if you are good at math maybe you can tell me, but it’s a lot!

I was wondering if it was the biggest rubber band ball in the world so I googled it.  It isn’t quite there yet, but it still might bring people to Holton Kansas, or maybe end up in a museum. The biggest rubber band ball was created by Joel Waul, of Lauderhill, Florida.  {see video}

Anyway, I always think I should take a picture of it and I finally did.  Isn’t it pretty?:)

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Baby Bennett {The Cherish Collection}

Bennett is such a sweetie and it’s a good thing because he is the youngest of 4 adorable Warner kids.  I loved how he just stared at his momma in the photographs I took… such a strong connection.  He wasn’t too sleepy for pictures but that was fine, and I love what we were able to get. Malia {Bennett’s momma} delivers a lot of the babies at Holton Community Hospital (including my Auggie) and is so amazing at what she does.  If you are from our area I would definitely recommend her to you for any need, not just OB care.

It was great to catch up during Bennett’s session.  It’s kinda like a play date for me when I have a friend come in for pictures.

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Window light

My boys love getting into the curtains.  Sometimes August will hide in them… I’m not sure if he realizes they are sheer, but he thinks no one can see him there.  Usually I take him off the top of the couch and tell him to not get back up there. Today Pierson joined him in “hiding” and it was too cute…. I was about to get mad and then watched them for a few minutes, they were playing together like best friends, and I just couldn’t stop them…not right away anyway.

As a photographer/artist I am always looking for and seeing light. The filtered light through the sheer curtains was gorgeous and made my little stinkers transform to almost angelic looking little boys.  Instagram worked for one pic, then I got out my “big” camera to take a few.  I love these images, I wish I could keep them this small forever sometimes.  You will probably see more pics taken here or I may just put sheer curtains {aka “soft-boxes”} all over my house.

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Faith 52 {It is well… }

This week instead of a verse this week for the Faith 52 project, we were to interpret an old hymn, and not just any old hymn, on of my favorites.

When peace, like a river, attendeth my way,
When sorrows like sea billows roll;
Whatever my lot, Thou has taught me to say,
It is well, it is well, with my soul.

It is well, with my soul,
It is well, with my soul,
It is well, it is well, with my soul.

Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come,
Let this blest assurance control,
That Christ has regarded my helpless estate,
And hath shed His own blood for my soul.

My sin, oh, the bliss of this glorious thought!
My sin, not in part but the whole,
Is nailed to the cross, and I bear it no more,
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul!

For me, be it Christ, be it Christ hence to live:
If Jordan above me shall roll,
No pang shall be mine, for in death as in life
Thou wilt whisper Thy peace to my soul.


But, Lord, ‘tis for Thee, for Thy coming we wait,
The sky, not the grave, is our goal;
Oh trump of the angel! Oh voice of the Lord!
Blessèd hope, blessèd rest of my soul!

And Lord, haste the day when my faith shall be sight,
The clouds be rolled back as a scroll;
The trump shall resound, and the Lord shall descend,
Even so, it is well with my soul.

The history of this hymn is so amazing (Ho­ra­tio G. Spaf­ford, 1873.).  You can read all about it by clicking here. I can’t sing this song with out crying… ever.  I still hear my Grandma Eubanks’ sweet alto voice every time.  She was a beautiful lady that didn’t live long enough to see any of us grandkids even graduate high school.  I have some great memories with her though, and this song brings them back to me every time.

This last week was a tough one emotionally…. It has been my goal with my art to bring others to see Gods beauty and truth with my images, when in fact I finally realized that He has been working on me.  I see it, in the fresh snow, in the strong winds, in the beautiful golden evening light, and in the colorful sunset.  I see it in the faces of my own kids, and in the beauty of a family and the relationships I see in them during a session I am photographing, and in the miracle of a new born baby, and in he laughter of a toothless 6 year old.  He is working on me.   Revealing Himself to me over and over and over again.  I can’t please everyone, and I don’t… I fall short no matter how hard I try {I am human}.  I really needed this hymn and it’s words to soak in and allow me to say, “It is well…It is well with my soul.”

The snow brought me the peace and comfort I needed. Through nature I am especially drawn to Him. 

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