The Source of True Beauty

Though we travel the world over to find the beautiful, we must carry it with us or we find it not. Emerson

I like to travel. I like to explore new places and see things that I haven't seen before. I especially enjoy going to see the beautiful works of the Master. I have been so fortunate in my lifetime to experience scenes of beauty that many have never experienced.

I have seen the power of God's Pacific Ocean as it crashed against massive rocks with a mighty roar, and then watched the same ocean, still and placid, as the sun set over it like a giant ball of red flame. I have seen God's awesome Teton Mountains, reflected so perfectly in the clear waters of Jenny Lake that it was difficult to tell where the mountains ended and the reflection began. I have had the privilege of seeing God's Grand Canyon, God's Red Forest and God's mighty Mississippi River.

I've sat at the edge of a placid beaver dam, had a baby possum approach me to see if I was "Mother", and chased a bear away from our picnic table. I've stared into the eyes of my loving mother and father, witnessed the approach of the most beautiful bride ever as she came up the aisle towards me (of all people), and was present at the births of the three most beautiful children in the history of the world (though my grandson has given me pause to think there might be a 4th).

In short, I have been blessed by my Creator with such a continual display of His majesty and splendor that it is hard to know where to begin, when it comes to recalling the beauty that I have been witness to in my life. But the one thing that is constant in all of these varying items of beauty is the fact that they all came from the same source - God. And, no matter where I go in this world - even if I become blind or am locked away in some dark dungeon - I realize this one thing:

I will always have beauty in my life.

At least I will as long as I remember the Source of all things that can truly be called beautiful, and as long as I remember to carry that beauty in my heart wherever I go.

He has made everything beautiful in its time. Ecclesiastes 3:11, NIV