Tonight at my lil' girls sg we were discussing outer and inner beauty, what we thought it was, what society tells us it is, etc. It related to something I was thinking about earlier this week about what is beautiful. Beauty is subjective, and yet everything is beautiful (to quote Starfield). But something my friend wrote really hit me, she said "He invented beauty and He created the world. And I get to have Him determine my life." By inventing beauty and creating the world it almost rings as synonomous. And then it made me question, if I can see beauty in so many things, why can't others? HE invented it, wanted us to see it, and why do I only sometimes see it? Then it hit me, that was the reason. That God created beauty, and allows me to see it because he wants me to. He would have invented beauty even if I were the only person on this earth, simply because of the pleasure if would give him to have me become enthralled by his goodness. And so though I may be the only one at this time, it doesn't lessen the value, because he has chosen for me to enjoy it, even if I am the only one.
Coming home tonight I realized something major that God has been doing in my life, if anything I found the honu to the last post I wrote yesterday. But the thing is, I can't seem to see its beauty right now. Yet I'm reminded of what told the girls tonight (funny how God always throws my advice back at myself). I'm reminded of the fresh to dried flowers. At first everything is fresh, alive and beautiful, but as the flower wilts, it turns ugly, sad, less vibrant. But when it dries in the sun, and becomes delicate and crinkled, it once again is..........beautiful.
It's just getting through the drying thats difficult, or I guess rather, the dying.
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