When my friend Sarah asked me to write a post about beauty, I knew it would be challenging. But I had no idea how hard it would actually be.
I labored over this post. I backspaced entire paragraphs. I started over completely. Twice.
I certainly felt the weight of penning thoughts for Sarah's blog. She has an incredible way with words, poignantly extracting glimpses of grace from her everyday experiences. Sarah has big writing-shoes to fill.
But even more than that, I was forced to come face-to-face with nagging insecurities and fears. My heart had to struggle through it in the process of writing it.
And hours later, this is what I ended up with...
: :
I see beauty all around me.
I find it in painted sunset skies and majestic mountains. I recognize it in the joy-filled eyes of the poor. I discover it in the authentic sharing of hearts.
I see beauty all around me.
But I can't see it in the mirror.