Day Nine // February 26 // Whatever is Lovely “God’s finger can touch nothing but to mold it into loveliness.” – George MacDonald –
Years ago, we visited a local art museum. On the walls hung some of the greatest masters the world has ever known. There, in thick oils globbed onto timeless canvas, were landscapes and portraits and bucolic scenes of an easier time; but as we turned the corner, we entered the impressionist wing. Gone were the easily identified forms. Gone were the sensical brushstrokes. Now, we were faced with… well, I can’t be sure what we were faced with. Neither of us got it. But the room was filled. It was filled with people taking it all in, seeing in the points and dots and squiggles something that I couldn’t. Life, as in art, is all about perspective. It’s all about the lens through which we see the daily entanglements that crowd our souls within. It’s all about the way we
