Fresh Beauty

I have these new puppy dogs fresh from God and I just want to gather them in my arms, all of them, all at once and just take in the sweetness and light that they offer. I want to hold onto it. I want to be it.

I want to make it last, somehow capture it and make it stay. But there is no containing such beauty. It is uncontainable, unfathomable, too deep and wide and high and long for me to fully comprehend. I feel like my brain would explode if I did, my heart already wants to.

The beauty that these puppies represent calls to me and though I cannot fully grasp it, it is a promise. A promise that each encounter with beauty enlarges my capacity for it, making space within me for more. A promise that, one day, I will have room enough to receive the gift of being in the very presence of beauty Himself, Jesus.

So for now, I will sit with the puppy on my chest. I will breathe in and out with the rhythm of the baby and I will wonder at the marvelous gift this tiny little bit gives me by just being beautiful.

Anne
November 5, 2023