“A man should hear a little music, read a little poetry, and see a fine picture every day of his life, in order that worldly cares may not obliterate the sense of the beautiful which God has implanted in the human soul.”- Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
What is beautiful? It is something which words rarely could explain, but which tears so often reveal so easily. Tears that come from the heart, and the heart, which alone can see.
Beauty moves us, changes us, redeems us. It allows us to have a glimpse of Him from whom all goodness could ever come.
We can’t help but be still when beauty comes to us. We have to be still. Beauty moves us, but beauty also captures our soul in a moment where everything is sacred, and where we want everything to remain as they are. They are perfect as they are!
It is beauty alone that gives us true humility, because before it, all other lights fade away and we remain in awe and in gratitude for Him who has allowed us to see His face.
Bless the LORD, my soul…
He covers himself with light as with a garment.
He stretches out the heavens like a curtain.
He lays the beams of his rooms in the waters.
He makes the clouds his chariot.
He walks on the wings of the wind.
He makes his messengers winds,
and his servants flames of fire.
-Psalm 104, WEB