Five Minute Friday: Beauty

Beauty

Today my thoughts are with my friend who is waiting by the bedside of a loved one. Waiting patiently for heaven's gate to open and to bring peace long awaited. I can think of little else that describes such radiant beauty.

There is beauty in presence.

There is beauty in the ability to face the ugly and the painful.

There is beauty in the ability to sit in the dark, even when we know it is going to get darker before the light breaks through.

There is beauty in the shape of hands, even when they lay silent and still. Beauty in the memory of cheeks stroked by long fingers, dishes washed, rhythm kept and praise given as hands clap together or raise heavenward.

There is beauty in counting breaths together.

There is beauty in memories that flood minds and hearts and the stories passed for generations to retell.

There is beauty in being broken and splayed so that only God can fill the gaps that remain.

There is beauty when pain makes it possible to identify the eternally significant from the temporal, the unimportant.

There is beauty in silence.

There is beauty beyond comprehension — Welcome home! Well done, Beauty. Well done.





This was written as part of the Five Minute Friday Community. We write for five minutes, around a single word prompt, completely unedited.  The prompt for this week is Beauty. To find out more about Five Minute Friday or to visit other writers, click here:http://fiveminutefriday.com/2018/02/22/fmf-link-up-beauty/





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