“Whatever things are… lovely… think on these things.”
Philippians 4:8
During the three and a half year siege of Sarajevo, as buildings smoldered, and graveyards swelled, one sensitive soul diagnosed the despair, and scattered seeds of healing across the traumatized city. Vedran Smailović, principal cellist of the Sarajevo Symphony, carried his instrument into places of death and destruction, gifting the city with beautiful music among the ruins.
As the maestro wove his melodies through the streets, root hairs of hope sprouted in the hearts of the people. God’s gift of beauty opens the heavens, chases away the ugliness, and pours healing into the soul. It is what theologians might call a “prevenient grace” that flows – like rain – upon the righteous and the unrighteous alike. It is a gravitational force that draws us towards the Creator.
Beauty is a rose on the doorstep of humanity. The Lover-God has visited our tenement and left His calling card. The rose is not Him, but it is an expression of Him that declares His intention: “I love you.” “I see you.” “You have captured my heart.” “I am extravagant in my resolve towards you.”
Tragically, many of Adam’s race have become jaded and blind. We’ve traded beauty for novelty, shock, and adrenaline. Beauty has become maligned, twisted, distorted, cheapened and commercialized to the point where we shuffle past the flaming bush with nary a glance. But Moses – he turned aside to see this marvelous sight that burned, yet was never consumed. And God met him there with grace.
Those of us who have encountered the Lover will recognize the gift, remove our sandals, and cherish the unmistakable invitation. “One thing have I asked of the Lord, that will I seek after: that I may dwell in the house of the Lord all the days of my life, to gaze upon the beauty of the Lord and to inquire in his temple.” – Psalm 27:4




