The Diaries Of A Sweaty Girl

Recently, I met an amazing guy. Now, I actually met him more than 7 months ago, and I feel like I have known him even longer; but, recently I truly met him. How, might you ask? Recently, I saw this gentleman for who he truly is, and I have never wanted to look differently. How beautiful is it when we can get to know what makes a person who they are-- see their strengths and recognize their weaknesses, understand how they think and what motivates them. See their potential and discern their intentions. To move past the physicality of a sweaty hand and see through their piercing blue eyes to a light and genuine love that comes deep from within their Spirit. That is when we can truly love a person. That is where beauty lies. May we see beyond things for what they may seem, defy untimeliness and quit making excuses. May we look into things with an open mind and a greater desire to love and see things the way God intended them to be.  “Have we met before?” “Recently? Why yes, yes we have.” But was it really recent? Or are we simply remembering?

The fellows sitting next to me in this cafe are artists. Illustrating… creating.

In front of me are books. Words, created, written: art.

Above me music plays, the gentlemen to my right taps his leather dress shoe along. Sounds-- clashing, harmonizing, beautiful-- art.

The drink I hold in my hand: a creation with an extra drop of honey soothing my sore throat and congested nose. Helpful. A helpful work of art.

Surrounding us everywhere is art. Beautiful creations, The unique ones capture our attention, the perfect ones don't even catch our eye.

What world will we create?

I hope, I hope…

 it’s a unique, lovely, colorful, spontaneous one.

Splashes of crazy, bumps along the surface, red for courage, blue for loneliness, or perhaps we simply adore the color blue. Green for the beauty of the earth we enjoy, yellow for the intense sunshine engulfing us like a blanket.

Splashes and splatters, lines and patterns.

Tea to soothe a sore throat, foot tapping, music blaring, hands painting, people creating.

Happiness. Laughter. Love. Heartbreak. Trial.

Stepping back I see it now.

The beautiful portrait, the big picture, so unique with different colors and patterns. Imperfect, but juuust right.

Absolutely beautiful.

Life.

Happy Tuesday!