A daisy in the crack of the cement. A puff of a dandelion amidst a sea of grassy green...just waiting for a wish to be made. A feathery prairie grass growing tall between the highway lanes. A tiny pot of flowers on the window ledge of a stark city tenement building. Unexpected beauty...unexpected hope. The aged, wrinkled fingers holding the hand of a young, taut, glowing skinned child as they walk slowly, side-by-side. A cat and dog snuggling in sleep, unaware the world expects them to behave as enemies.
There is a crazy thing that happens to our souls when beauty is encountered in unexpected places. Joy erupts. Hope is renewed. Smiles break out. It is good.
How do you find it? New eyes. There is a clearer vision that comes from the heart, no matter your optical prescription.
As I thought and prayed on this gratitude note, Earworm began singing this line from "Love Crucified Arose": "And the grave became a place of hope. For the heart that sin and sorrow broke, is beating once again."
There is beauty in unexpected places, when we seek with new eyes. Knock with new exceptions. We can open more than a door. We can open our hearts.
"Ask, and it will be given to you; seek, and you will find; knock, and it will be opened to you." -Matthew 7:7
New vision and new hope when we ask for His eyes to view our world.
Today, I am grateful for unexpected beauty.