Collage of leaves and petals from last night’s storm, congregate in a corner outside my front door.
Blessed is God who uses corporeal objects continually to draw us close in a symbolic way to a knowledge of God’s invisible nature. O name of Jesus, key to all gifts, open up for me the great door to your treasure-house, that I may enter and praise you with the praise that comes from the heart. ~ St. Isaac of Syria
The blessings of beauty… It’s here. It’s there. It’s everywhere, and simply seen when we open the physical or spiritual eyes of our hearts.
This morning, I literally opened my front door to a windswept blessing of beauty by He Who walketh upon the wings of the wind.
Thank you, sweetest Jesus – for giving me this splendid morning!
May we all see the brightest blessings of Beauty today! It’s everywhere present – and sometimes found in the least likely of places!
Lord, have mercy!