I have always been really mesmerized by the beauty around me. From the mountains that look like they have white snow hats, to the beautiful voice of a person who loves to sing, to the different eye colors that can be so captivating. I love taking it all in but at some point my mind started wondering where all this beauty came from and where it was going. As I went on the road that these questions were gently making for me, I came across a quote by Stephen Jay Gould that says, “I am, somehow, less interested in the weight and convolutions of Einstein’s brain than in the near certainty that people of equal talent have lived and died in cotton fields and sweatshops.” The questions just piled in, what happened to that intelligence that was never seen? What happened to the singing voices of the mothers that sound like angels, but are never heard by anyone except their children? What happened to physical beauty, so beautiful that can stop people in their tracks? What happened to the lilies planted on top of a mountain that was never seen by anyone? Where do all these beautiful ideas, voices, and people go?
Where It All Goes
It all goes back to God because He is the one that created the beauty to begin with and to Him the beauty will return. When I really think about it, nothing is lost here with Him. He was there creating the lilies on the mountains, each one alike and yet He never got tired of making them. The beauty that they hold is for Him to behold and they are happy just being whatever God wants them to be. The singing voice of a mother that never got heard except by her children, the breath for those songs she sung was given by Him. All the songs she ever wrote, maybe thought of singing, but didn’t end up singing, down to every hum while she did the dishes, all the beauty given by Him. When her life is over, all that beauty returns to Him and He keeps memory of the beauty He placed in every single place. You get the point I am trying to make here- the beauty that he deposits never goes wasted if it isn’t seen by others or heard by many or recorded to be remembered. The beauty is alive, the beauty is still creating, and the beauty will always be remembered, even if we don’t.
Nothing Lost and Right On Time
“He has made everything beautiful and appropriate in its time. He has also planted eternity [a sense of divine purpose] in the human heart [a mysterious longing which nothing under the sun can satisfy, except God]—yet man cannot find out (comprehend, grasp) what God has done (His overall plan) from the beginning to the end.” – Ecclesiastes 3:11
“Before the mountains were born, before you gave birth to the earth and the world, from eternity to eternity you are God.” – Psalms 90:1