Life with God is so simple. Not easy, necessarily, but simple. Life without Him is a complicated mess. There's so much search for meaning, and what is real and good, and my place in the world, and worrying about whether people like me. And that's just a day when I've skipped my devotions; I can't even begin to imagine an entire life without Him.
But coming back to that one, simple space, saying, "Here I am God, I'm yours." It's as stupidly simple as that and suddenly life makes sense. Answers don't fall out of the sky (usually) but there's a deep, gut feeling that everything's going to be alright.
I didn't notice it until now, but I like these two pictures side by side, photos from my weekend. A Saturday spent somewhat dehydrated, thinking on my feet, that deliriously happy exhaustion that only comes after shooting a wedding. And then Sunday, parked in front of the TV the entire day and not even feeling guilty for it, eating too much cheese.