I’ve written on Beauty before. It’s a topic I’m passionate about, though not because I’ve mastered its meaning. For me, learning comes through teaching. Even when I don’t fully grasp a concept–be it geometry, piano theory, or theology–if someone asks my help in studying and understanding, I reap the benefits. The area of a triangle, the C major scale, the transubstantiation debate becomes a part of my permanent memory. Complete comprehension.
The same goes for Beauty. I’m still learning how to look in the mirror and see beauty for what it truly is. My initial instinct is to look at the flaws–a pimple, extra chub, bitten fingernails. But the Lord looks at my heart. What’s past the reflection? Search me, O God, and know my heart. Test me and know my anxious thoughts.
And then, when He becomes my all in all, my source of Peace, steadfast love, and perfect faithfulness, I receive a glimpse of the Beauty–my beauty, just as my Lord sees.