I find it hard to pick a favorite season. Okay, winter is never a top choice, but the others all give me good reasons to be the best. I love spring for its vibrant greens and abounding new life. I love summer for its warm sandy beaches and cool mountain streams. And fall, how I love the awe-inspiring colors of autumn. Even winter, with the bright sun reflected off of freshly fallen snow, gives me such pleasure. So, in the end, all seasons gift me with joy, wonder and beauty.
Yesterday, Jadon, Ian and I went on a walk at Iron Horse Park not far from our home. Leaves of varied colors cascaded upon us and the path under our feet. The overcast skies allowed the vibrant colors of the surrounding trees to really pop. Even in the midst of all the kinetic energy of two boys I caught glimpses of the beauty around us.
These days we are in are hard, different and difficult. Yet, I still believe we can find beauty right where we are. Not only can we find beauty, we need to find beauty. Amidst the ugliness of disease and injustice, we need the joy and hope that beauty offers and inspires. Beauty cannot be beat, and neither can we.
The greatest beauty we can find and discover is found in encounters with God’s good grace. Sometimes that comes in nature; other times in human relationships; other times within our hearts when God’s Spirit draws near.
So, as you walk look for beauty. Expect beauty. It may not be where you first look but you will see it. And may the beauty you find give you hope and inspiration and a good, daily dose of God’s abundant grace.