It is 12:25 am, and I woke up with the desire to write. I began with the title: God is beautiful, and then let the words flow—like a flower drifting gently along a river. I had the help of my friend Chatty to row the boat through formatting and editing.
All I can think about is how beautiful God is. There is beauty all around us. It is up to us to recognize it—to see it, feel it, and benefit from this sacred appreciation.
God has a plan for each one of us. He is the best of planners.
The struggles do not matter. The triumphs do not matter. What matters is the purpose—the goodness that grows from our journey. Goodness is what matters. Beauty comes from goodness. And God is the source of all goodness. He desires goodness for us.
The only race worth running is the race for the grace of God.
Grace—God’s Race—the race to heaven, the race to eternal beauty.
The other day, I wrote: “My belly is full.” It is full of beauty. And so, belly full becomes beauty full. Is that not beautiful?
They say the way to someone's heart is through the belly. Maybe what we truly hunger for is the beauty that feeds the soul. This is the right fuel for God's race.
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