Not so cooperative to our sneaky plans was the weather over the mountain pass. Snow in May wasn't what we were hoping for so we had to change our route. The alternate route we had to pick took us through the rolling hills of grasslands and farm country.
Once as we made a rest stop I took a picture of God's artwork before me. It was a beautiful site to see. To someone else they may have seen it as a desolate place with no civilization within miles around. To some beauty is skyscrapers and shopping malls. To others beauty is more trees and less rocks while others would have loved to travel thru the mountainous roads full of snow we were trying to avoid.
No matter how we see it the old saying, "beauty is in the eye of the beholder" is so very true. It's in the eye of the one who is looking.
The more I thought about this the more it made me think of God and how He looks upon each of us as a thing of beauty. It doesn't matter how others see us or even how we see ourselves. He is the one who is doing the most beholding, the most looking. Therefore, what He thinks counts.
So remember that the next time you see yourself or others. To God we are special, a thing of beauty, a treasure to behold. Intentionally designed, fearfully and wonderfully made. Praise The Lord.
They Call Me,
Grandma
Copyright 2014 Karen Gillett at Pencil Marks and Recipes Publishing
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