Today I witnessed beauty that reminded me of a sacred
longing. It was beauty that I wanted not
just to gaze upon but ingest, absorb, and somehow become a part of. It stirred desire in me that often lies
dormant or at least rests below the surface of conscious desire. To be aware of and feel this longing all the
time would require a bigger heart; one capable of greater suffering and deeper,
more selfless love. So for me, I welcome
and cherish these occasional blessed moments.
I walked outside this morning to start the car to take my
son to school. The ground was still wet
and the wind was blowing away thunder clouds after an early morning storm. Clouds in the west were dark and heavy, but
the rest of the sky was lightly clouded.
In the east, the morning sun was casting light on the yard along with
shadows as it hadn’t completely broken through the clouds. It was perfect conditions for a rainbow. But for a few brief seconds as I waited for
my son, I noticed raindrops falling.
They were so light and small I hadn’t even noticed them as I walked to
the car. But now the morning sun,
peering through the clouds, shining its joyful morning beams, illumined the raindrops
and transformed them into tiny, sparkling diamonds falling silently to the
ground.
It was a transcendent moment. An eternal moment. A moment that left me speechless and beckoned
me to look beyond what my eyes can see. It
was a breathtaking moment that reminded me that there is more. There is Perfect Beauty. Beauty that will not stir a longing but
rather will satisfy all longings and produce unending joy.
