“What does she see in him?” is asked every time a wife forgives her bungling husband. It’s usually asked by someone who doesn’t love the poor guy. The wife does see something that others don’t see, although that knowledge doesn’t make it any easier to tolerate an annoying brother-in-law much less a loudmouth. Your sister loves him because she sees something else, she sees more than what you see. And, what she sees is, to her, beautiful. What you see makes you shake your head, and sometimes grit your teeth.
What has happened to our eyes? Why is beauty something we rarely see? Take a sunrise, for example. “Big Red” rising from the horizon and scattering the darkness to bring on morning is, to many people nothing important. The sun is just there and not too worthy of attention. Other people, look and say “Wow! That’s beautiful.”
Too many people have lost the sense of beauty. They have people to see, things to do, and time, like money, is fleeting. There’s no time to stop and smell the roses.
I propose that each day we stop, each of us and stare deeply into something, anything, even someone.
There is incredible harmony of line in a spider web, the spider itself, even a kind of beauty in the revulsion some of us feel for the dark legged spindly thing scurrying across the floor. The first reaction is “Where’s a shoe?”instead of stopping and getting a good look at one of God’s great wonders.
We just have to stop more often and recognize beauty. It’s everywhere. Just like God.