What’s beautiful to you today?
I look to my left this morning and the sun is gleaming off the glossy white window sill beside my work desk. The warm light streaming in is like a balm for all the mess of the past week.
I put my cup of tea on the counter to bring the dog inside. The piles of red and gold leaves in the backyard sing in the same light. Why worry about raking them, my head argues, when they look so content and natural tucked over my sleeping garden.
Its beauty winks at me.
May sound like a game to you, this wandering around and looking for the beauty standing right in front of you. But when did you stop this week? When did you notice all the gifts He left for you in your path so you’d know you’re always and ever important to Him.
The dust motes dancing in that one sunbeam in the dining room.
The length of your son’s hands while he uses his father’s tools to do what only his Legos used to.
The curl of steam coming from the pumpkin pie you decided to make for no reason except you love pumpkin.
The perfect vertical lines the lawn mower left in the lush lawn for what was perhaps the last time this year.
Where’s your beauty?
And did you look inside? Your kind hello every morning for the post woman. Your laugh when the dog sneezes and scares herself. The way you wanted to cry watching the events on the news.
There is beauty in each one of us, seeded by the Beautiful One himself, and it’s the Best Kind of Beautiful. We are, after all, molded in His image.
And beauty is only beautiful when you extend it to everyone you come across.
Again, the way our Father extends beauty and grace and life to each one, without reserve.
Where is your beauty?
I only ask, because I have to ask myself. I ask myself when I feel my dysthymic disorder rumbling around inside my insides. When the chronic D wants to raise its head, I ask myself, out loud, to look for the beauty. To set sights on the goodness that never disappears but just becomes easy to miss when I’m brought low.
Did you have things that made it easy this week to miss the goodness and beauty?
And not to forget, beauty in the words. His words. His Word. So much beauty waiting for our souls living in a sometimes ugly world.
The Lord your God is in your midst, a mighty one who will save; he will rejoice over you with gladness; he will quiet you by his love; he will exult over you with loud singing.
It’s beautiful to have Him in our line of sight. The One who saves. The One who celebrates your beauty with gladness and abandon. The One who soothes with His love. The One who cheers and sings a song of beauty over you, better than any song anyone else might try to entice you with.
So, the beauty is there, in case I haven’t made that clear enough, dear soul of mine.
And there’s nothing left to do but to leave our hearts with one important question…
Once we spot it, once we connect with it, once we experience it, will it change us? Improve us? Inspire us? Rewire us?
Or will its beauty be lost on us, like it has so many times before?
Will we respond to the Beautiful?