Go big or go home

blogimg_2949I’m sure I’ve uttered it – that phrase “go big or go home” – countless times but I wonder if I truly accomplish that.  You know, go big or go home.

Big is the theme for Day 7 of the Developing Your Eye photography workshop I’m determined to finish (only three more photography topics to go!).  As I was contemplating what photo personified the theme, that idiom immediately came to my mind.

Go big or go home. It means to go all out. Put your effort into something to the utmost. Be extravagant. Be bold. 

I’m fairly certain embracing boldness is not something I do regularly.  And those who know me can attest that being extravagant doesn’t describe me either. But I do know how to ‘go big.’

A few years ago, our son and daughter-in-love lived near New York City.  During a visit Papa and I made to their place, the four of us ventured into the city for a day.  New York, New York. The Big Apple. The Empire City. The city that never sleeps.

New York is a pretty bold place. And depending on what you do there, it also can be extravagant. It’s a go big or go home kind of place.

For this ol’ country girl, the big city is fun and exciting. And I was determined to go big or go home by climbing all 192 steps from the ground to the pedestal of the Statue of Liberty. Huffing and puffing all the way, I did it, but didn’t have the endurance to go the remaining 154 steps from pedestal to her crown.  Still the reward was awesome seeing the view from the pedestal and also looking up at Lady Liberty to experience first-hand just how gigantic she really was.

She is one BIG girl. From my photo above, you can see the evidence in the folds of her dress and the size of her hand.  From her base to her torch, she stands 151 feet. Including the pedestal and foundation, her full height is 305 feet. Her eight-foot high face is taller than me by almost three feet and she weighs a whopping 450,000 pounds (or 225 tons)!

That big lady represents a big tenet we hold in our country. Freedom from oppression.  Just one of the freedoms, which we foolishly take for granted, that our forefathers fought so tenaciously to secure for future generations.  I easily imagine that our forebears were of the ‘go big or go home’ type of people, don’t you?

They possessed the capability of seeing the big picture and must have been very amazing visionaries to envision what was best for our country’s future as they laid the foundation for it.  Have we lost that ability? I wonder, when it seems like instead of focusing on the bigger picture, we tend to get snagged in petty, little things that really don’t matter.

I’m just as guilty as the next person because I can zero in on petty things and fail to consider the bigger picture.  But I’m also one of those ‘attention to details’ kind of folks. And taking care of the details correctly helps progress towards the big picture or final result.

So the key is balance, I think. Take care of the small (but not petty) things to succeed at the big things.

The one aspect of life in which I definitely want to go big or go home pertains to my faith. The bigger picture can be found by reading God’s Word. I admit it isn’t always clear to me, but one very big thing absolutely is crystal clear. I believe in a Savior who embraces me with bold, extravagant love.  He is a go big or go home Savior.

Jesus went big by dying on the cross to make a way for us to go home, that place where the bigger picture will be revealed to us and where He returned after His time on this earth. Someday, He’s coming back to gather those who get the picture and believe in Him in the small and big things.

But until then, I want to focus on getting not just the small things right but the big things as well – ‘“Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your strength and with all your mind” and “Love your neighbor as yourself.” (Luke 10:27-28)

You see, I want to go big – all the way for Jesus – so that someday when He does call me home He is able to say, “Well done, good and faithful servant.” (Matthew 25:21)

If you can’t get a handle on the small things, how will you ever get it together to focus on the big things?” ~ Joyce Meyer

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The street where you live

blogimg_1155-2You might be able to tell by my mindset that I spend a lot of my waking hours with my sweet grandchild.  

Why? Because as I reread the WordPress post from this past summer announcing day two’s theme in the Developing Your Eye photography challenge was ‘street,’ the first thought that crossed my mind was a familiar line –  “What’s the word on the street?”

What street came to my mind? Not my own street because I technically live on a state country road not a city street. Not a street in my hometown either. Or a famous street that I once walked upon like New York City’s Wall Street or Broadway.

No, only one street surfaced to the top of my thought ocean.  A street where the “word on the street” is specific for a particular group of people. A street that only exists on a television set.

Sesame Street that is.

Long ago in a different house in a different part of the country, my three wee ones would sit glued to the television getting an early education in numbers, letters, colors, and all kinds of exciting things in this world by watching Big Bird, Bert and Ernie, Oscar the Grouch, and Cookie Monster.  Puppets interacting with humans on the street. A whimsical place called Sesame Street. They loved it back then.

And now, I feel like I’ve come full circle because our Little One is enthralled with Elmo of Sesame Street fame. When the show comes on our PBS station after her beloved Daniel Tiger, I hear the theme song question I heard so many years ago, “Can you tell me how to get, how to get to Sesame Street?”

Often on this show for the preschool crowd, a segment called “Word on the Street” introduces new vocabulary words to young viewers.  Catchy little idea that seems to have ensconced itself into my brain.

So there you have it. Now days, my mind drives down a preschooler’s street.

What’s the word on my street today? Bricks. You don’t see too many streets still paved with bricks any more but I managed to capture this photo of one located in a small picturesque town in the state next door.  Brick paved streets are a throwback to days gone by but I remember them well in my own little hometown.

Just like I remember those days of watching Sesame Street with my children. And now those days of “street” watching have returned once more. Maybe streets paved with bricks will make a comeback too.

So that’s the word on the street from this Nana. When it comes to Sesame Street, I’ll stay on that street as long as Little One lives there.

“People stop and stare
They don’t bother me,
For there’s nowhere else on earth
That I would rather be.
Let the time go by,
I won’t care if I
Can be here on the street where you live.” ~ Alan Jay Lerner (lyrics from My Fair Lady)

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