Confessions Through Photography: Beauty in the Storm


Anyone who has ever taken a landscape photo knows that there is one thing that can make or break any scene: clouds.

Yes, those airy blobs of *insert scientific term here* floating through the sky are often the highlight of a picture, or the demise.

It’s funny, because sometimes if the clouds aren’t great – you can literally wait 5 minutes and have a completely new landscape. Sometimes, a beautiful sunny evening with patches of white clouds can turn into a dense smog of a storm within the blink of an eye. (Ok, maybe a little bit longer…)

Here are some random landscape pictures that I have taken over the past few months. (some of these have been taken with a DSLR and some are simply VSCO pictures). Some have very little cloud-cover, some are inundated — some are pearly white, some are woefully dark. But to say that one is more beautiful than the other is not fair. Some of the most breathtaking photos I’ve ever seen have been pictures of storms.

Segues are weird…so, I was listening to a song today called “Prince of Peace” by Hillsong United. *This is not an endorsement for Hillsong, it was on a random Spotify playlist.*

Here are some of the lyrics:

Your love surrounds me when my thoughts wage war
When night screams terror, there Your voice will roar
Come death or shadow, God I know Your light will meet me there

That phrase, “Your love surrounds me when my thoughts rage war.” It dawned on me that the biggest battles we face in life are the battle in our minds. Thoughts, like clouds, can be bright and airy at one moment, but with the swiftest stride turn black and violent.

That’s okay.

Storms come. Storms go.

At first glance, it can be scary. But look harder, because there can be beauty in the storm.

My heart of stone; clouds raging deep within
The Prince of Peace came bursting through the wind
The violent sky held its breath
And in Your light I found rest

5 Replies to “Confessions Through Photography: Beauty in the Storm”

  1. I enjoy working with clouds broken up by blue sky. I don’t enjoy what my sister calls “the gray, flannel blanket sky”, where there is a dull, gray blanket of clouds making everything overcast and dark. This usually happens in the winter and early spring. God does have a purpose for even the gray flannel sky. It makes me appreciate the pretty days- like you have captured above. Blue w/o clouds is pretty, but for me, having it broken up by bright white thunderheads or fish-scale clouds makes things on the ground stand out more.

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