{faith} on beauty

Beauty is skin deep, in the eye of the beholder, temporary?

Or beauty is a thousand birds singing praise at the sunrise on a resurrection morning

It's what a father tells his daughter, again and again

It's blue sky after a storm

Even young mothers, bodies giving giving giving, 

lost in the sleepless monotony of loving others, want to be beautiful

they are

Beauty is Him saying "neither do I condemn you" to her mascara streaked face

Beauty is His beckoning gaze, lap full of children, saying "forbid them not"

Beauty is arms outstretched, head bent down, whispering "it is finished"

Beauty is character

Beauty is loveliness

Beauty is a smile in the eyes

It can be blazing, glorious, eye-squinting splendor, promises coming true, long-awaited

"When he finally arrives, blazing in beauty and all his angels with him, 

the Son of Man will take his place on his glorious throne." Matthew 25:31

It can be the tiniest buds of spring, tightly packed, waiting, ready to explode in full color

Beauty is you

Beauty is me

Beauty is a cross

Beauty is forever