What is beauty? I believe beauty is
infinite and personable. I see beauty in people. Every single person is incredibly
unique in their very own way. There is not one person in the world that is
precisely the same as another. In fact, in the Bible it says God created us
(humans) in his own image and that we are fearfully and wonderfully made. I am
in love with those words: we are fearfully and wonderfully made. I think what
is so neat about that description is that everyone will look at that verse and
have a different idea of what it means. Essentially, without going into too
much detail, that screams out to me that everyone is made different! In my
belief, God’s greatest creation is every single human ever created. He tells us
that He knitted us in our Mother’s womb. I believe that God took such precious
time in the creation of each individual which is so beautiful in itself; to
think that the most powerful God in the universe who spoke it into creation took
his time on us as humans, sons and daughters, is powerful. In fact, it puts me
in awe every time I think about it.
After hearing each person in our
class on their different, insightful definitions of what beauty is I realized
something. NO ONE FREAKING KNOWS. The thing is, we all think differently
because we are different. We grew up differently, have experienced different things,
and because of that think differently as well. With that being said, I was
further encouraged that while my definition of beauty may not be the best or
even right, there was some truth in it. People are different. They think
different. And that is absolutely beautiful. I find great freedom from the
pressure of knowing. At times, we as students can become to bogged down by
feeling overwhelmed by mystery. However, the way I see it we have two options
if the unknown. We can either let if defeat us and take us over, or we can find
absolute freedom in knowing that we don’t know and that’s okay! So the truth
is, at first I was in a moment of freaking out as the class share their deep definitions
of what beauty is. But then I realized that I don’t need to know. I don’t need
to have the best answer. There is freedom is not and maybe just maybe, there is
beauty in not even knowing what beauty is.


