

{"id":64,"date":"2011-07-06T08:15:33","date_gmt":"2011-07-06T08:15:33","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/4ea7f57f-9bd9-4eec-8101-d561f6015afd"},"modified":"2011-09-23T21:46:16","modified_gmt":"2011-09-23T21:46:16","slug":"a-spot-of-color-in-a-sea-of-black-and-white","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/billfortney.com\/?p=64","title":{"rendered":"A spot of color in a sea of Black and White"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>This morning I will leave for a NASCAR race up in Sparta, Kentucky, I will be with good friends, but I won\u2019t be at home for the next four days.  When the image above was made above I was in Santa Domingo at the Pan Am games with three great Nikon buddies, Stanley Menscher, Mike Anskat, and Anne Cahill, but I wasn\u2019t at home.  Over 200 days a year I\u2019m somewhere interesting, doing something fascinating, with great people, but I\u2019m not at home.<\/p>\n<p>Home is where your heart resides.  \u201cThere\u2019s no place like home!\u201d  the Wizard of Oz.  I could go on, but it is senseless, I\u2019m leaving home today and that is just how it is.  Thankfully my heart is always at home with Him.  If it were not for the presence of God in my life, I would spend a great deal of time alone.  Don\u2019t get me wrong, I love the people I work with, and for, it\u2019s just not home.  Through the years I\u2019ve heard it thousands of times, \u201cwow, I sure wish I had your job!\u201d  I tolerate it, and smile, but they really don\u2019t know what they are asking for.  Trust me, no place is as nice as your, bed, your kitchen, your home.  I\u2019ve been fortunate to stay in some very luxurious resorts, in beautiful places, but it\u2019s not home.   Last month when I was able to take Sherelene along on an assignment and add a vacation day to it to show her some of the places I went for years, without<br \/>\nher, it was my best trip to those places, ever.  It was more fun showing her these great places than all the times I went there alone.<\/p>\n<p>It would be torture to live a life with an empty heart, but mine is not, even when I feel alone, I\u2019m not alone.  I feel His presence in my life, He sends people to minister to me, and for me to minister to.  He makes the loneliness go away.  Walking with Him is always an adventure, a chance to not know what will happen next, but to be assured,  it will be to His glory, and for my good.<\/p>\n<p>I\u2019m still madly in love with my wife, even after 42 years of marriage!  Someone once asked my wife, having heard me say that, \u201cHow could you guys be so in love after 40 plus years of marriage?\u201d   Sherelene said, \u201c It\u2019s simple, he\u2019s only been home 15 of the 42 years&#8230;&#8230;.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Thank you Lord for helping us to live like this and thrive&#8230;&#8230;..<\/p>\n<p>the pilgrim<\/p>\n<p>O.K. now on to NASCAR, hope to post some interesting stuff over the next few days&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;.<\/p>\n<p><i>*Photo Note:   Nikon D100, 80-200 f 2.8 lens.  Santa Domingo street scene, altered in Photoshop.<\/p>\n<p><\/i><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>This morning I will leave for a NASCAR race up in Sparta, Kentucky, I will be with good friends, but I won\u2019t be at home for the next four days. 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