Beauty Wasted?

Monday Missive #89

A Poem: Beauty Wasted

Do we waist
This gift called beauty;
Running against
The giver?
With…
Things that don’t matter
Things that splatter
All over beauty everywhere?
Without thinking
Never blinking,
Somehow sinking
Into a cloud,
Of unknowing,
Into a crowd,
Of groaning,
Singing aloud
Our own song;
Seeing only
Our selfish desires.

Every step of creating,
He saw as good!
Shouldn’t we
See the beauty
As he does?

A Prayer: This Is The Day

Lord, this is the day you have made. 
Help me focus on you
Let me focus on your majesty and greatness;
Let me focus on your love and grace;
Before I focus on anything else. 
You have created this day;
I have done nothing to bring it about.
I can only respond to the newness it brings.
Let my response be one of praise and adoration.
Let my response by rejoicing and thanksgiving.
Let my response be awe and wonder,
For this is the day you have made.

A Passage: For Reflection

For the creation eagerly waits with anticipation for God's sons to be revealed. For the creation was subjected to futility-not willingly, but because of him who subjected it-in the hope that the creation itself will also be set free from the bondage to decay into the glorious freedom of God's children. -- Romans 8:19-21 CSB