I have found myself wondering lately what is truly beautiful? What is the definition of beautiful? Is it the model walking down the runway? Is it a West Texas sunrise or sunset? Is it love? Is it the stars that light up the sky at night? Is beautiful a girl that is waiting on her prom date? Is beautiful a size 0? Is beautiful a girl caked up in makeup where you can’t even see her true face? Is beautiful an ocean? Is it a newborn baby in the arms of the mother for the first time? Is beautiful a certain size? Shape? Color?
Why do we as humans try so hard to achieve this “beautiful” figure or style when we don’t even know what “beautiful” is. Why do we try so hard to be a certain size, color, shape, or even have a certain style? When you achieve that style, size, or color what’s next? Is that going to be good enough? Will there be more? What size are we trying to achieve? What is the “perfect tan”? What does beautiful look like? Why do we turn to the media for beautiful? Why do we allow the media to dictate what we think “beautiful” is?
Beautiful is the simple things. Beautiful is a heart COMPLETELY on fire for God. Beautiful is true worship. Beautiful is someone who cares for others more than themselves. Beautiful is time alone with God without electronics. Beautiful is a room full of true worshipers. Beautiful is the person who lays down his life for the world. Beautiful is someone who gives up everything for us. Beautiful is the image of the cross and what it means to us today.
Wake up and see true beauty today.