I’m pretty sure we all know the extent of all material possessions isn’t filled with real beauty.
I look at these clothes, ones I may or may not have, and I don’t think any original beautiful thoughts.
Really only wants, and glamorous selfish desires. I stink of it. So very much.
I can be very much satisfied with what I have, but don’t think I (or maybe even you) really want to be.
My eyes keep wondering around, catching these glances of fashionably temporary items, and think that I am in dire want (or really need, at times) of these.
The problem with all of this, is that there’s nothing wrong with this.
Maybe so we think.
It scares me, to think that some countries are so ran by its commercials or idealistic nature of all possessions.
I’m in the thick of it as well. Battling with so many vain thoughts, I can’t even have time to consider what thoughts stem from what image or how to get down to the root of the want.
And every time I step back, I’m so thankful for grace and the knowledge that Jesus understands all this.
From every thought that arrives in our head, to the very desire that drives our hearts.
Every bit and morsel.
To know He isn’t someone who picks on me, or totally scare the daylights out of my bones.
But a Being of true and unmeasurable beauty and peace.
I believe that’s why nature spills His glory into our eyes, mountains and valleys teem of His splendor and power, and the ocean grips our eyes with the majesty of a God who knows a thing or two about beauty.
Maybe that’s why we keep buying things at an alarming rate.
Or change fashions as easily as the seasons.
Purchasing with no intentions of the needing.
There’s no mainstream knowledge of beauty. We are lost.
For we run to things that distract, and things that form our mind to a crazy idea of the definition.
I very well do not know what beauty is anymore.
What I do know, is what is beautiful to God, and to the Son of His who died on the cross.
Beauty is sacrifice.
It’s all the created nature outside.
Living, breathing, growing, learning, loving, hugging, and even dieing.
With each other and for each other.
I believe no matter what “label” of a person you think you are, all were made to be unrefined, and prolific beauties.
Just as the mountains were formed, and the oceans were filled.
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tiffany
May 14, 2010
okay. totally subscribing.