We've been discussing beauty with the Thursday group. We concluded with the question: is beauty absolute or simply in the eye of the beholder? What prevents us from seeing beauty? What gives us value? For the sake of the argument I've been considering answers from all worldviews. I've had glimmers of hopelessness and defeat as I've considered the possibilities of answers. If all my actions are in response to the beliefs in my core, then it's vital to know what I believe.
Is beauty absolute? Or am I my own source of the standard of beauty? If I am the judge then beauty is never the same. What is beautiful today will be repulsive tomorrow. If I am the source then beautiful things do not stand a chance of winning the World's Top 100 Most Beautiful two years in row. Beauty is fleeting.
How beautiful the promise of our Maker to make everything beautiful in its time. Time is no longer nemesis, but a renewing agent toward extracting beauty. I find it rather savoring.
