This is a picture I have just taken, a beautiful sunrise. A fresh day, to live in the present and appreciate the glory of creation. Praying for everyone facing challenges today, know of several personally,and remembering God’s faithfulness is new every morning.
I saw this flower last Saturday while out walking. As we go into a bank holiday weekend I am looking forward to being able to spend some time drinking in the beauty of God’s creation – through the rain or not!
I appreciated this statement written on the wall of the changing rooms where I was trying on a pile of clothes. I am trying to transition out of too big clothes and also to stop myself keeping a safety net wardrobe for if/when I put weight back on. My hope is that it will not but statistics and my history are not in my favour. However, I believe I am beautiful now but was too before I lost 4.5 stones as for me beauty isn’t about appearance bit so much more…
…without seeing the Cotehele garland
Every year the gardeners at the National Trust Property Cotehele in Cornwall grow flowers that will be made to make a unique Christmas garland. Unlike many of us they don’t get out last year’s and make do, they start from scractch. This year it is their diamond anniversary so they purposefully grew white flowers to represent diamonds. It is hung in a beautiful hall with a real log fire and not a lot of lighting – very atmospheric.
The time and energy that goes into creating the garland which is on display for eight weeks at the most is amazing. But it is an every changing thing of beauty, each year I look to see what the differences are, if there are new flowers or a different colour theme… I appreciate artistic gifts and putting time and effort into creating a thing of beauty brings much joy to people. I feel a sense of awe when I enter and that feeds my spirit.
If you look very carefully you can tell that this sea urchin is broken. I found it on the beach at North Shore, and stood admiring the beauty, the symmetry, the colours. But when I picked it up I saw that what you see is all there was. However, that didn’t mar the beauty for me I could still appreciate what was there and wonder about what event had caused it to break up and this part end up washed up on North Shore.
So many of us have hidden brokenness and sometimes we fail to see our beauty beyond that brokenness.
My Friday photo was called fleeting beauty, I didn’t expect to be writing about beauty again but I have been inspired to think about it further by the international youth ministry conference we have been at over the past four days (in London). David White’s paper The Fire and Light at the Heart of Youth Ministry offers this thought as part of its final paragraph:
Youth ministry must compete with the world by out-narrating it, through creative story, art and drama in which God’s self-giving love is featured; and by the stories of ancient and contemporary saints whose lives are marked by God’s self-giving beauty. In conclusion, the future of youth ministry must not drift far from its moorings in the life, death and resurrection of Jesus Christ and the Church he calls into existence.
There is obviously a lot of argument and explanation before one gets to this statement but I am attracted by the idea that we need to tell all sorts of stories of faith in a myriad of different ways to help young people see the beauty of the gospel which is our central message.
This beautiful purple tulip caught my eye as we were walking along the road on our way to the Mill at Cotehele, a beautiful National Trust property in Cornwall. I usually share my reflections in this blog but I am not going to today as I think the notion of hope among the weeds is all I want to say at the moment…