Hidden Beauty

So. I am still thinking of Beauty.

How it calls to the Sehnsucht.

It beckons, draws me near.

God is opening my eyes to beauty I have not considered before. Had little cause to.

Yesterday, Lucy Mae and I walked down to the creek. The sky was brilliant. The sun dappled the quietly stirring water. Three deer fed lazily just beyond the bridge. A family of robins noisily bathed.

This beauty.

I close my eyes and feel the play of light on lids…caressing, soothing…opening the longing.

I see this beauty with my eyes closed.

These pieces of beauty are easily seen. But I am thinking of a kind of beauty that is most often hidden—a beauty that revealed itself to me this past weekend.

That is, the beauty of a woman’s heart.

At the Freedom retreat last weekend, during breaks and in between speakers, various women shared their testimonies. Listening to these tales of grace and redemption held me. Drew me. Made me cry and rejoice.

Hearts were laid open—naked, for anyone to see.

And it was beautiful.

Tina shared how her father used to put whiskey in her Sippy cup when she was a babe. He thought it was funny. She never knew who Jesus was. There was no one to tell her. When someone finally did, she fell head over heels. And hasn’t looked back since.

Jodi told of her childhood with alcoholic parents. Never feeling wanted. Never feeling loved. Her mother gave her up to a family member without so much as a raised eyebrow. Though this probably saved her in many ways, it was also a source of great sorrow for Jodi. She told, through tears, of finding Isaiah 49:15 for the first time. It says, “Can a mother forget the baby at her breast and have no compassion on the child she has borne? Though she may forget, I will not forget you!”

These transformed lives…these stories of His pursuit…

How they soften my eyes to see beauty in the hidden!

We cover ourselves. We conceal our hearts in so many ways.

In doing so, we hide our beauty.

In doing so, we hide His beauty.

For we are told that in our weakness, His power is made perfect…

Is not His beauty also proclaimed in the brokenness of our lives?

Does it not bring Him glory when we are resurrected and rise from the ashes?

These stories are beautiful, not because they are not filled with sorrow and heartbreak. No. The beauty lies in the refuge these sweet ladies found in His arms.

He thinks they are gorgeous.

Beauty is, after all, in the eye of the Beholder.

“The king is enthralled by your beauty; honor him, for he is your lord.” (Psalm 45:11)

“Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation; the old has gone, the new has come!” (2 Cor. 5:17)

Comments

  1. says

    Is there anything more beautiful than the testimony of the redeemed? I love how our wonderful, creative God, woos us to His heart.
    “Oh how He loves you and me!”
    Thank you for sharing these wonderful testimonies.
    I love to be a witness to His transforming power.
    It is beauty expressed!
    Beauty that empowers!
    And gives hope!
    Bless you my dear friend!
    Cheri

  2. says

    This piece is beauty.

    The most, most beautiful things God makes is from brokenness. I truly believe that with all my heart. Though a life built from a loving Christian childhood and now Christain adulthood is rare and genuine, there is nothing more beautiful than the shear brokenness turned to such beauty only He can do. I do not believe God can fully use us until we are broken and hit the pit of pure brokenness.
    Love ya,
    Paula

  3. says

    I can’t add one word to this post that would do it or you any justice. Your words are touching, elegant, and beautiful. And ditto to everything that Paula said as well.

    “Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation; the old has gone, the new has come!” (2 Cor. 5:17)

    Amen!

    God bless you, Paula!
    Amy:)

  4. says

    beautiful, again, my friend! You had me at the title! I just posted on a ‘hidden beauty’ of sorts and when i scrolled down to the blogs i visit, i was excited to see you had this post. though our posts are very different…God is the same and is glorified in many ‘hidden beauties’. Be blessed, dear one!

  5. says

    I think discovering you and your blog is one of the most beautiful surprises God has ever given me.

    Oh, Lord Jesus, thank you for this beautiful woman’s heart! I must just brag on how liberally You gave Laura a gift of sewing words together into the most beautiful tapestries! Oh, please, Lord, may you “soften my eyes to see beauty in the hidden.”

  6. says

    “Is not His beauty also proclaimed in the brokenness of our lives?”

    Yes! That is where God shines through the broken pieces. I’m so glad God spoke to you at your retreat.

  7. says

    Laura….please go read my sermon note Sunday post. I mentioned you. You will be blessed at how God used you to prepare me to hear God’s voice today at church. Love, Lee

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