Beauty draws us like a magnet. It pulls our eyes to the glory of a flower or a beautiful face, the wonder of sunsets that are inescapably unique, or the reflection of the Creator Himself in the handiwork of any arresting artistic endeavor. It’s remarkable that God could have chosen to craft us with no sense of smell, for example. How sad to never know the mouthwatering scent of a freshly baked apple pie, the refreshing goodness of a cleansing spring rain, or the cuddle-worthy fragrance of a newborn’s skin!
Beauty Calls
Beauty Calls
Beauty Calls
Beauty draws us like a magnet. It pulls our eyes to the glory of a flower or a beautiful face, the wonder of sunsets that are inescapably unique, or the reflection of the Creator Himself in the handiwork of any arresting artistic endeavor. It’s remarkable that God could have chosen to craft us with no sense of smell, for example. How sad to never know the mouthwatering scent of a freshly baked apple pie, the refreshing goodness of a cleansing spring rain, or the cuddle-worthy fragrance of a newborn’s skin!