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And now back to our regularly scheduled programming …

Hello out there! I can’t believe August is not only here, but almost over. I have thoroughly enjoyed the last few weeks of summer with my family and I’m so excited about the Holiday Portrait Season kicking into gear. I’ve been back at work shooting for the last few weeks as well, so I have some sessions I am anxious to share on the blog! On the topic of Holiday Portraits, now is the time to plan your child’s and family’s sessions! I only have a couple of spots left in September, and a handful for October. My weekend session spots are currently full until November. It’s going to be a busy, fun Fall! I can hardly wait!

The first beautiful boy to whom I want to introduce you is Trett. A little while back, a dear client of mine called me to buy a gift certificate for her friends. She told me some of their story, in which they welcomed their first child, a son. In the moments that most of us are reveling in the joy and anticipation of our child’s birth, they were facing some really frightening news and predictions. Trett’s first year has been a difficult journey as they coped with many health challenges and developmental delays. But from the moment I met them, their love for their child outshone all of that. Trett is one amazing little boy, and he is loved, respected, and cherished beyond measure. I am so thankful for clients like these, incredible people who remind me of what really matters in life.

Trett, it was an honor to meet you, sweet boy, and a blessing to spend time with your Mommy and Daddy, and to see the love they have for you. It is clear to see how much joy you bring to their lives.

Much love,
Shannon

Reaching out to the Unseen …

This has been my labor of love for the past several days. I finally have it finished and published. Just watching the images again brings tears to my eyes. I miss these precious widows and orphans so much. One usually goes on a mission trip to serve someone else in need, but it is so true … the person going on the mission is the one hugely blessed by the journey. These women and children changed my life forever.

The incredible music you hear in this slideshow is by Casey Darnell. The title of this post is borrowed from his lyrics. I am a huge fan, so I am honored and thankful for his permission to use his songs on the slideshow. Thank you, Casey!

Please visit www.wiphan.org to learn more about how you can help these women and children. To read and see more of our journey to Zambia, just click on Categories above and choose Africa for all the posts.

July 26, 2010 - 3:18 pm Cher - WOW! You are so amazing! I'm so proud of you Shannon. This video is amazing, so touching, beautiful and sad. It breaks my heart that they have to live like this. Thank you for sharing this Shannon! xoxo Cher

July 28, 2010 - 9:40 pm Asher Collie - Shannon, may I PLEASE use this video on the Sole Hope website to help raise money for Wiphan shoes! It is WONDERFUL!!!! I can put credits to you of course!

July 28, 2010 - 9:44 pm Shannon Holden {Alpharetta Baby and Child Photographer} - Thank you so much, Cher and Asher. Asher, by all means, please feel free to share this with anyone you wish! Anything to spread the word about Wiphan! Thank you for sharing it! I learned about Sole Hope through Andrea ... Bless you for your giving and loving heart! Perhaps our paths will cross one day. :)

July 28, 2010 - 11:15 pm Kathryn - These images are breathtakingly beautiful! Thank you for sharing these. I am heartbroken to think that there are people in our world today living in such poverty. We have SO much here in America and we take much of it for granted. I would love to share this slideshow on my blog if you wouldn't mind. To help pass along the word about what Wiphan is doing.

August 13, 2010 - 8:57 am Christine Miao - Thanks for sharing these beautiful images and raising awareness! You have a beautiful heart for missions and I just know those children were blessed by you loving on them! :) Love your work btw!

Life in America

Wow, what a week. I seriously underestimated the effects of jet lag. Adding that to the emotions of my trip, and I was physically and emotionally drained last week. Thanks to my amazingly patient husband and kids, hours and hours of sleep, and some incredibly dear friends, I have felt better day by day in the last week.

I asked my friend Melissa if I could share the email she sent me. It came at just the right moment last week and helped me tremendously in processing the feelings I had after coming home.

Hi dear friend,
I’ve never come home from Africa, from the level of poverty that you witnessed.  But I’ve come home after living away from this place for months or a year somewhere completely different, and it was never easy.  When I moved home for the last time, in 2007 just before Randy and I got married, I sometimes thought my heart was going to break.  I was running around registering for expensive wedding gifts, and while I absolutely knew that this was where God wanted me and where I wanted to be, HERE just felt so very foolish to me sometimes.

My little coping strategy made everyone laugh, but it was serious to me.  I marveled at how quickly I could do laundry here, and would say, “God bless America!”  I was overwhelmed by the choices of just where we could eat for dinner – “God bless America!”  I had to keep repeating this to myself and out loud, to remind myself that there were many things here that were easier – sure – and that I now lived in a place with very fertile soil, literally and figuratively.  I had to tell myself many times that this place was not better or worse, that the OTHER place wasn’t better or worse – just very, very different.

I don’t know why God picked me to be born here, to my parents, and some other girl to be born in eastern Europe.  That puzzled me for a while.  But I came to realize that God’s grace is all over – a great “fairness” leveler.  A sweet layer of God’s grace was spread all over the orphans you met, through you and others at Wiphan.  He has allowed you to see his grace in action somewhere else, and it has broken your heart.  That’s AWESOME.  And you got to be a part of it!  His grace is in action right here, too – not through our wealth (don’t you wonder just a little if our wealth is truly a blessing after what you’ve seen?), but through each other.  Just like in Africa.  And you’re a part of that HERE more than you can imagine.

I received another email during my trip that brought tears to my eyes. It is from a very sweet client and friend, who also gave me permission to share it here …

Just wanted to let you know that I am thinking about you and following your blog.  The girls are following it with me and have been very touched by all of the pictures.  As you might imagine (since I am certain you will be answering the same ones for your daughter), they are asking a zillion questions.  The picture of Fostina’s house really shocked them with the blanket to sleep on the floor, and we talked for about an hour afterwards about how so many children aren’t lucky like they are (why doesn’t she have a bed, mommy?  why is her house dirty?  why doesn’t it have a potty?  where is her mommy?).

In honor of your experience and because you have moved us and the girls so deeply with your words and your pictures, we would like to sponsor a Wiphan child.  So, if you happen to come across any in your travels who touch you and are in need of a sponsor, please let me know.  I would absolutely love to find a child for us to sponsor that you have actually met and hugged for us so that you can tell the girls about him or her and where s/he lives.

Both of these emails, and others I received offering prayers and encouragement, made my experience in Africa even more meaningful. It helped me realize that I wasn’t just traveling with the 9 people on the team, but with hundreds of friends who were invested in my time there, invested in the lives of those I met through their prayers and support. I am so blessed to be united with loving hearts like these, who traveled with me in spirit, and who care as I do to share their abundant blessings and make a difference for someone less fortunate. Thank you all.

If you would like to sponsor a Wiphan child, please click here.

I’m going back today and adding images to my posts from abroad, where my computer troubles and sporadic internet access got in the way of sharing the photographs along the way. I hope you will go back and see some of the beautiful faces I had the pleasure to see.

I’m also wrapping up a slideshow from my journey. I’ll be posting that here as soon as it is ready!

Much love,
Shannon

Home

We are home. Over 26 hours of travel from Livingstone, Zambia to Atlanta, Georgia. The sun chased us home, finally catching up with our plane as we landed just before dawn yesterday. To see my children running toward me at the airport, to hug my husband at last, was exhilarating. And yet, to say that I am exhausted is an understatement. I know all of our team is. I finally crashed into bed about 6 p.m. yesterday and slept solid for 12 hours.

But even more than my physical exhaustion, my emotional exhaustion has me drained. I had hoped to write a moving, maybe even inspiring post today, summarizing my experience in Africa. But now I know that I can’t summarize it. I can’t even put words together this morning, not the words I’d like. All I can say is that I am still processing. I arrived home with an overwhelming mix of emotions, some I never expected to feel, and my heart is sore this morning. It has been broken, not by someone, but for someone. Here I am, home with my husband and kids, home where I should feel safe, even elated, where I should feel like “me”. But I’m finding that I don’t know who Me is. I knew this trip would be life changing. I naively failed to realize how that change would leave me feeling so unfamiliar within my own skin.

I scheduled these next couple of days off work, thank God. I will be spending them with my family. I’m not checking emails or returning voice mails until Wednesday. Clients and friends, I thank you for your patience. I just need this time to rest, recharge, and redefine. The staff, women, and children at Wiphan have a responsorial saying. “God is good all the time … all the time, God is good.” I’m focusing on that this week. It certainly has new meaning for me.

For now, I can say this:

The world got much smaller for me these past ten days, and God got much, much bigger. I will never be the same. Life will never be the same.

The stars over Zambia.