I had seen several posts on Instagram of couples looking so fun and whimsically romantic that I decided to look for a moment like this for my husband, Art, and me to capture. We were on vacation so surely this would be a realistic endeavor.
That night, we walked out from dinner just in time to see a beautiful sky swirling with a magnificent sunset. “This is it!” I grabbed my phone and tapped the camera option. I’m not much into selfies but when it’s just the two of you and a couples picture opportunity presents itself, you do what you have to do.
I positioned us just so, held the camera out and clicked.
It was horrid.
The position of the camera was so low it looked straight up our noses. Delete.
I held the camera at a higher angle and clicked.
It was also terrible.
My hair blew across my forehead and the position of my neck looked incredibly awkward. Delete.
I handed the phone to Art and reasoned that since his arm is longer, he could get a better shot. I turned just a tad and lifted my head more. He clicked.
I obviously was still talking when he clicked and now the expression on my face looked like I was half-asleep or knee deep in a really bad head cold. Delete.
By this time the sunset wasn’t the same. The mister was way past wanting to cooperate. And I suddenly got a serious case of inappropriate laughter disorder. Art clicked one last time.
Again, it was a photographic fail. It was blurry. My eyes were closed. My hand was moving trying to get my blowing hair out of my face. And it was too dark to even appreciate the sunset.
But there was something about it, I just loved.
It wasn’t at all what I thought I wanted. But it was imperfectly right.
Something about it captured the essence of both our struggle and our choice to persevere. Our love that gets blurry and hard to clearly understand some days. His patience. My craziness.
And isn’t this what makes up so much more of life than perfect smiling poses and artfully edited pictures?
It’s moments that simply happen, not the ones manufactured, that truly capture life.
So, maybe let’s be a little more shy with that delete button. And a little more snap happy in the midst of the mess.
Capture ‘that look’ from the teenager.
The smirk of the stubborn toddler.
The kitchen table with the dirty dishes still in view.
The piles of shoes by the front door.
The imperfectly perfect bond between two hearts trying to figure out love together.
The untidy places within sacred spaces.
This is life.
I want to get to know a little more about your imperfectly wonderful, messy beautiful life. Tell me in the comments below about a scene in your world right now that you might want to capture in a picture today. I’ll be hanging out here for a bit today reading and responding to your thoughts.
Also, if you’re on Instagram, tag me @LysaTerKeurst if you post a less than perfect but oh-so-right picture. I can’t wait to see what you come up with!