Today I am thinking of lovely things, all kinds. And I realize that my closed lips are slightly smiling. My breathing is even and my outlook is hopeful.
It’s the leftover emotions of yesterday’s stroll down Main Street. Chats with friendly shop owners and beautifully set window displays leave me feeling connected and inspired. It’s a hometown coziness that flows from shared stories, united laughter, and known names. I am filled by both the beauty of the surroundings and the shared sentiments. And thankfulness settles upon me and my smile lingers.
Beauty and belonging are life’s best treasures. Once found and recognized, perspectives shift, goals are realigned. Upside down becomes right side up and peace is imparted.
Beauty and belonging travel throughout the pages of scripture. We may find them with other names like glory and relationship, majesty and love, holy and oneness. He is beauty and we are His. He is glory and we are His. He is majesty and we are His. And because we belong, we reflect his image, we are reflectors of beauty itself. And what we received we are able to offer.
I imagine this is why the psalmist desired just one thing, one thing compelled by beauty,
“One thing I have asked from the LORD, that I shall seek: That I may dwell in the house of the LORD all the days of my life, to behold the beauty of the LORD And to meditate in His temple.” Psalm 27:4
As we seek the beauty of the Lord, we may be surprised by where we find it. It’s the sun pooling on my sleeping dog, the breeze blowing white linen curtains, a shared meal with friends. It’s candle light reflected on water, the vegetables growing in the dirt, a hug for a breaking heart. It’s the dirty dishes in the sink, the wet towels on the floor, a family who reminds you you’re needed. It’s in every single, beauty-filled, ordinary thing.
When we behold beauty, and feel belonging, the big things in life become small and the small big. Our breathing is peaceful and our smile endures. The beauty we behold is a beauty we reflect. What we have been given, we can also give.
My head bows and I whisper words like a psalmist, “One thing shall I ask for, one thing shall I seek.”