Upon seeing the artwork of my fellow high school classmates displayed in the school hallway, I remember thinking, “Wow. That’s really beautiful! How did they create/draw/paint that? I wish I could do something like that. But I’m not good at art. That’s not for me.”
I’ve always been intrigued by beautifully crafted art, but I’m really a practical girl at heart. So when I married my first husband back in my twenties – who was an artist by trade – we had some things to sort out. It seemed we were continually having “form vs. function” conversations. I needed organization that made tight spaces in our small home work and he needed them to be beautiful. While we worked creatively towards solutions that fit both our desire, form and function, it really didn’t take long for him to win me over to appreciate his point of view. Problem solving and work became fun when you had hope that the end result would be beautiful.
Recently, I’ve been reading a book by Chris Webb, titled The Fire of the Word. In one of the chapters, he relates the story of his reading Matthew 16:13-15 where Jesus asked the disciples, “Who do the people say the Son of Man is?” and then pointedly asked the disciples, “But who do you say that I am?” Having the passage virtually memorized he knew the answer Peter gave, but Webb had his own personal response well up inside of him. He exclaimed, “You are beautiful!”
Over the course of my life thus far, I’ve recognized a thread that God has weaved through the years – an appreciation and desire for beauty. Things that lack beauty are the things to be endured, but beauty is to be enjoyed and savored. In his book, Webb discovers that for him beauty “embodies all that makes life worth living.” I have discovered that Christ indeed embodies all that makes life worth living. He is beautiful!