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the book and the beauty

Today I started another blog. Don't worry, this one will keep on chugging away, but I felt it was time to bring some fiction out of the closet and see where I can take it. I hope to post the first chapter this week so check it out if you like. The link is on the right side of this blog under My Links, aptly titled, "my book."


These are some pictures taken today in my yard. Yes, it is a dreary, cloudy rainy day, but every day, even rainy days, are beautiful. On Sunday night during worship I was reminded that there is beauty in everything that God has had a hand in creating, even if it is tainted or broken or disfigured in some way. Unfortunately, we too often subscribe to the ideas of the world around us when we think of beauty and imagine models or California beaches or movie stars and movie sunsets. I was on YouTube today and the current rage seems to be videos of models falling on the catwalk, one of them quite dramatic as she plunges through a hole in the runway. As I watched these stumbles, I thought, "The models are falling." The image that has been held up to humanity to idolise and exemplify is crumbling. And that's a good thing as I believe it to be a very limiting view of beauty. Jesus is the originator of this thing called beauty and we had better get his take on it instead of buying the ad campaign out there. Photography helps me see this beauty rain or shine, old or new, colour or black and white. Where is the beauty in your world today?

Comments

Shelley said…
yea yea. hear hear!

A couple of years ago I decided to redefine beauty in my head as "attractiveness." Beauty is that which attracts us to it. In wonder and fascination and invitation...

This has helped me out a great deal esp. with how I think of myself.

let the models fall.

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