I've been itching to blog since the minute I got here-- I have so many things I want to share! Can't wait to pump them out! :)
Somewhere in between 4 long flights, multiple security checks, and many long lines on my way to and from the motherland (USA) this summer, I had a thoughtful moment: People are beautiful.
The awesome thing about airports is that people from all over the world gather in this one little hub to go on their next journey. Each person that comes has a life, people they love, and a place in society. We marvel at how snowflakes are all different and how two zebras will never have the same pattern of stripes. But how often do we marvel at ourselves?
So I decided to check out people (in the least creepy way possible). I stopped to soak in the diverse pool of beautiful people around me in the Guam Airport: Asian, Chamorro, Palauan, Hawaiian, Filipino. Big eyes, slanted eyes, soft eyes, and darker-than-night almond eyes. No two people were the same.
I stopped to look for the beauty in each face, and soon remembered that my vision is flawed. I can only see skin-deep. But God...God can see that person's beautiful soul, right down to the core. He made every person with passions, desires, talents, and dreams. He made every person with a purpose. (Jeremiah 29:11)
When I look at people like this, like the beautiful people they are, as valuable, precious, God-breathed and purpose-filled people, something inside me stirs. Something stirs me to be a little kinder, a little more patient, a little more loving. I want to remember that each person, is a handmade, carefully crafted, personal extension of God's heart.
How could I not be amazed?
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