Times Square

About a month ago, while Asher and I were visiting Stephanie in New York, we went out of our way one night to go where most New Yorkers avoid on a weekend: Times Square. The purpose of the visit was twofold; to show Asher the place, and to get some photos out of it.

We called Max in Salt Lake City and he got onto a computer and brought up the Times Square Earthcam, a fine collection of cameras in and about Times Square. Without further ado, here are the two images he captured, the first being tiny Steph, Ash, and Mark in the triangle area in the middle of the photo at 46th St. and Broadway (Cam 2), and then just to the northeast outside TGI Friday's at their cam (Cam 4).

Creation

There are those who suggest that the closest humans can get to the traditional view of the Creator God is when they assemble music or words in a unique way, in a form of practically pure creation. The act, of course, doesn't actually occur on paper. It happens in the mind. The mental creative act is often distilled on paper, and then performed with voice or instrument.



One of the highlights of my visits to the food bank is listening to Oren share some of his own poetry. Today we enjoyed both light and sober verses about Christmas, and some darker ones about war and pain. The last one Oren didn't even want to give a voice to, he just passed it to me to read silently.

He was exercising the creator's prerogative.