“Beautiful!” shouts the hockey player whose slap-shot from the blue line has just fired past a bewildered goalie into the upper right corner of the net.
“Beautiful!” thinks the young carpenter whose dove-tail join fits snug and perfect at last.
“Beautiful!” says the farmer whose golden wheat is the thickest, tallest, most weed-free crop he’s ever seen.
“Beautiful!” the auto technician says to himself when the ’57 pick-up whose decroded engine he has painstakingly rebuilt, purrs like a kitten.
“Beautiful!” says the surgeon who has been able to remove the entire cancerous mass with all its trailing venomous tentacles entirely in one piece.
“Beautiful!” comes the exultation of the welder whose metal bead is almost invisibly strong, fine and even.
We usually associate the word beautiful with the majesty of a mountain lake, a magnificent painting, a sleek racehorse, the splendour of a prairie sunrise,
the face and form of a lovely woman, or a moving piece of orchestral music.
But God is beautiful!
“Oh, worship the Lord in the beauty of holiness” 1 Chronicles 16:29
” One thing I have desired of the Lord, that will I seek: That I may dwell in the house of the Lord all the days of my life, to behold the beauty of the Lord…” Psalm 27:4
There have been times in church, however, when we are singing of God’s beauty and I wonder what is going through the minds of the men and boys of the congregation. Seems as though in our culture, beauty might be considered the domain of women. Or perhaps men’s appreciation of the beauty of a woman, for example, might too easily stray into thoughts they know aren’t right.
So I began to collect instances where a man, or anyone for that matter, might pronounce something beautiful — instances that aren’t necessarily visual. The examples I gave reflect God’s beauty in the taking of dominion in this sin-spoiled world.
Christian or not, we get satisfaction from bringing order out of chaos, restoring, rebuilding and fighting the age-old battle against thorns and thistles, sin and sickness. We find it beautiful when things work as they ought to, when what we have is “perfect” or “just enough”, when there is success.
- The mover who rearranges the boxes one last time to fit in the last one and finds the back of the truck a smooth wall of cardboard without spaces.
- The writer who wakes with just the right idea for a scene that will clinch the novel.
- The painter who finishes painting the wall just before the paint runs out.
- The police detective who discovers the one elusive clue that will solve the case.
- The senior who places the last piece of a thousand into the puzzle to complete it.
- The student who solves an “impossible” equation at last.
Ultimately, these glimpses of “just right” and “beautiful” and “perfect”, are pale imitations of God’s beauty and perfection. The satisfaction and fulfillment we find in these moments when things are the way they ought to be is also known as contentment.
“God is most glorified in us, when we are most satisfied in him.”