Misty Garrison » Gathered Fragments

About Me

I’m Misty, and I am a spoiled wife and blessed mother of 2 amazing children: 1 biological daughter and 1 adopted daughter. I am a writer, a taker of pictures, a reader of books, a collector of words, a drinker of coffee, and I am in love with Jesus.

I am obsessed with story. Always have been. Living a good one. Engaging in the stories around me. Desperately searching & celebrating the abundance found in our gathered fragments. Using my pen & my lens to capture the essence of what it means to be human.

The sorrow & the joy
The brokenness & the redemption
The defeat & the triumph
The pride & the humility
The frailty & the strength
The isolation & the connection
The shame & the dignity

Life. Here on earth. With each other. Story.

Oswald Chambers wrote, “ We look for visions from heaven and earthshaking events to see God’s power… Yet we never realize that all the time God is at work in our everyday events and in the people around us. If we will obey and do the task that He has placed closest to us, we will see Him. One of the most amazing revelations of God comes to us when we learn that it is in the everyday things of life that we realize the magnificent deity of Jesus Christ.”

I find myself in awe of the sacredness of our everyday lives. And I am humbled by the power of our stories to bind us together healing our wounds as we find ourselves ushered into the presence of Holy. To know and to be known. So I watch & wait expectantly for what Mary E. DeMuth calls “thin places.” And I write & click.

“Thin places are snatches of holy ground, tucked into the corners of our world where we might just catch a glimpse of eternity. They are aha moments, beautiful realizations, when the Son of God bursts through the hazy fog of our monotony and shines on us afresh. “

While I desperately desire to document & share the story of others, I find myself cringing at the thought of being called a professional photographer someday. I feel crushed beneath the weight of that title. But call me a storyteller (or perhaps fragment gatherer), one who just happens to use words AND pictures, well that makes my heart sing. And to think that I could create images used to speak for those without a voice, or to introduce others to their “thin places,” or to connect and perhaps even heal; well that completely unravels me.

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