Thursday, May 5, 2016

Beauty In The Eye of the Beholder

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder they say.  
This is used to express the fact that not all people have the same opinions about what is attractive.

The yellow roses above came from my backyard and they are beautiful.  They were left is this condition when we left the house to return to our motorhome.  Returning we found they were dried and brittle.  When they appeared in a new arrangement I continued to see beauty.  Precious Husband, not so much.  He even inquired a few times about when I was going to throw the dead flowers away. (Later he did admit it was not the dead flowers as much as that they were hindering his view of the TV.  😍

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder the world says.

Our precious 80 year old neighbor in the RV park lives full time in a mobile home and she has a wonderful inviting front yard.  Recently we discovered her very distraught.  She had little yellow flowers that came up voluntarily and the park landscapers had sprayed them because they are actually considered weeds.  She was so upset telling us that she has made it clear that she knows they are weeds but she nurtures them and thinks they are lovely and has told the management not to spray them!  (Evidently the word was not passed down.)

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder the world says.

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder the world says.  But God's Word tells us where true beauty resides for women.  No supposition here.  Biblical fact.  God's Word says it and I believe it.  

 I pray God to help me daily be obedient to His Word.

Do not let your adornment be merely outward—
arranging the hair, wearing gold, or putting on fine apparel— 
rather let it be the hidden person of the heart, 
with the incorruptible beauty of a gentle and quiet spirit
which is very precious in the sight of God.

1 Peter 3:3-4 

1 comment:

Sherry said...

i'm so sorry for your sweet neighbor's distress.. :(
i have a bouquet of lovely flowers on our kitchen table, gifted to us as a welcome home from our house sitter (on the return of our trip to care for my father). they're quickly becoming brittle but i actually see beauty even in their current state. :) last night a sweet young lady i know gifted me with a new bouquet of pink and red flowers, for mother's life. :)