Why is something beautiful? Breath takingly beautiful?
Why do we stop to look at a vista over an impossibly cerulean blue harbor, or a bursting bright fuschia hibiscus, or a serene vignette of chair, table, lamp, art in a hotel hallway, or an art piece peeking out around a corner. Or for that matter, we pause to hear wind chimes, or to watch an elegant woman walk by.
Why do we spend money on something of beauty. And then grant it a hallowed position in our homes or offices?
Or buy the scarf or purse that caught our eye?
Why?
I have a thought.
These tiny iota sized bits of beauty, they bring us for a millisecond a glimpse of perfection of heaven. We all want an eternity of awesome. Being human, we want it now. So we gather glimpses, either physically or mentally. We are hungry for what only God can give us. But that doesn't stop us from trying to gather on our own...
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