Beauty and Truth
I Died for Beauty
Emily Dickinson
I died for beauty, but was scarce
Adjusted to the tomb,
When one who died for truth was lain
In an adjoining room.
He questioned softly why I failed?
"For beauty," I replied.
"And I for truth - the two are one;
We brethren are," he said.
And so, as kinsmen met a night,
We talked between the rooms,
Until the moss had reached our lips,
And covered our names.
So truth and beauty are the same species. There is beauty in truth, and beauty is truth. God lays out evidences of His beauty in every aspect of this temporal world. Different facets are revealed in countless manifestations. Beauty in nature's variety, beauty in mathematics, beauty in thought, beauty in science, beauty in suffering. There's beauty in change, beauty in shadows and beauty in light. There's beauty in the unknown, and consequently there's beauty in trust.
God's given us absolute truths and nature obeys those preset mandates. There is no relativity in His truths, and therefore they're beautiful. True beauty is not vanity - it's humility, order and types of heaven, shadows of the real thing. Vanity scoffs beauty. True love is beauty. There is beauty in sacrifice and atonement. There is beauty in Christ and beauty in His death and resurrection. His sacrifice reveals an absolutely consuming love for His creation, which is beautiful by virtue of being holy.
Beauty can be found wherever you look or in whatever may fascinate you. Truth can be found in the holiness of Christ manifested in and around us. Truth is beauty, and Christ is perfectly true. Christ, therefore, is the epitome beauty. And He loves us enough to call us His own.
Emily Dickinson
I died for beauty, but was scarce
Adjusted to the tomb,
When one who died for truth was lain
In an adjoining room.
He questioned softly why I failed?
"For beauty," I replied.
"And I for truth - the two are one;
We brethren are," he said.
And so, as kinsmen met a night,
We talked between the rooms,
Until the moss had reached our lips,
And covered our names.
So truth and beauty are the same species. There is beauty in truth, and beauty is truth. God lays out evidences of His beauty in every aspect of this temporal world. Different facets are revealed in countless manifestations. Beauty in nature's variety, beauty in mathematics, beauty in thought, beauty in science, beauty in suffering. There's beauty in change, beauty in shadows and beauty in light. There's beauty in the unknown, and consequently there's beauty in trust.
God's given us absolute truths and nature obeys those preset mandates. There is no relativity in His truths, and therefore they're beautiful. True beauty is not vanity - it's humility, order and types of heaven, shadows of the real thing. Vanity scoffs beauty. True love is beauty. There is beauty in sacrifice and atonement. There is beauty in Christ and beauty in His death and resurrection. His sacrifice reveals an absolutely consuming love for His creation, which is beautiful by virtue of being holy.
Beauty can be found wherever you look or in whatever may fascinate you. Truth can be found in the holiness of Christ manifested in and around us. Truth is beauty, and Christ is perfectly true. Christ, therefore, is the epitome beauty. And He loves us enough to call us His own.