I write about beautiful things all the time. I guess that’s because there are many hard things in this life. I acknowledge this. Life is hard and seems to make no sense. What I try to do here is not ignore the hard things about life, but remembering the beautiful things. By showcasing my love of life and beauty I hope to also show where this love and happiness come from in my life.
I didn’t used to be able to look around on busy or hard days and see beauty. I’m learning that the world is beautiful even when I don’t notice it. Every day I find it easier to see that beauty. Even when It’s hard.
Things I love:
I love burning, hot blacktop. I love playing “two-square” in the shade. I love running around the church and balancing on the wall behind it. I love the little green spider I tried to save. I love buying Gatorade and Pop Tarts from the dollar store. I love silent church buildings. I love fluffy white puffs that float through the air and turn into golden spots when caught by the sunlight. I love surprise summer showers that pour down in an angry torrent. I love listening to covers of old hymns. I love knowing that I am loved.
For I am His, and He is mine. Bought with the precious blood of Christ ~ In Christ Alone
Oh to grace how great a debtor, daily I’m constrained to be. Let thy goodness, like a fetter, bind my wandering heart to thee.
Prone to wander, Lord I feel it, prone to leave the God I love. Here’s my heart, oh take and seal it. Seal it for thy courts above.
Unto you I pledge my love. ~ Come Thou Fount of Every Blessing
If you really try and look for beautiful things then something will come up. Life is beautiful, even when it doesn’t seem like it.