Finally,
brothers and sisters, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right,
whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is
excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things. -- Philippians
4:8
A Longing for Loveliness
In this post, I would like to give readers my reflection on
a longing within me. A longing for something not elusive but perhaps ignored or
even evaded by people today, yet it is all around us. This is a longing for
loveliness.
By the grace of God, I realize
I cannot afford to embrace the attitudes and reactions of the world. All too
often, this is the face of ugliness. I can, however, make a concentrated effort
to notice the place of loveliness in the world.
Dear Loveliness,
I missed you. I allowed the
weight and the relentless murmurings of this rebellious world to hide your
presence. Please forgive my weakness and fear of the wiles of the Enemy, the
one who would love to steal my soul forever.
May the confused clamor of
those around me fade into distance from my tired mind. Please guide me to
listen to Your voice so I won’t lose my way. Help me hear the still, small
voice, this voice of thin silence, of He who beckons me to rest.
Oh, Creator of Loveliness, may
I be content to look at you, the Lovely One, He who is altogether lovely.
Scarred images obscured my vision like the cataracts which cause my eyes to
look through a film of clouds. Like an expert surgeon, restore my sight and let
me see beauty. Allow loveliness to shine as the precious jewel it is.
Moments of Loveliness
In this time in which we live
and write, imposters challenge loveliness. Yet, loveliness has always faced
challenges and remained undefeated. Those who recognize loveliness must cling
to whatever is lovely.
Dear ones, loveliness is all
around us and is not far away. You might drive on your way home for dinner and
the last sunbeams of the day illuminate the snow on a nearby mountain. A
stranger opens the door for you as you enter a local grocery store. Your
granddaughter asks you with a sweet smile on her face to read her a bedtime
story. A little boy runs up to his parents and invites them to enjoy a group
hug. These are all moments of loveliness.
A Moment of Loveliness
Perhaps loveliness, in some
form, will visit you soon. If it does, do not forget to breathe it in.
Loveliness can take our breath away.
The beginning of autumn 2023
motivated me to write a poem after sitting outside on a warm fall day. My
inspiration was a hummingbird who visits my backyard every day. There are also
butterflies who love to cozy up to the pansies my wife and I planted in our
baby memorial garden.
I now share with you a poem I
wrote as I watched the hummingbird and butterflies. Even in the days in which
we all live, loveliness is not far away.
Where
Butterflies Sing
By
Alan Anderson,
Hummingbirds,
Bumblebees,
All
play together,
in this
place where butterflies sing.
Ants dance,
Dragonflies
flap their wings,
Ladybugs curtsy and giggle,
in this place where butterflies sing.
Come
sit beside me.
Breathe
in flowery air,
take off
your shoes.
Feel
the grass under your toes.
Rest,
relax, and wonder,
in
this place,
where
butterflies sing.
Dear
friends, in this Holy season of life, I pray He who is altogether Lovely will
fill your every longing for loveliness.
Alan lives in Deroche, B.C.
with his wife, Terry, and their poodle, Charlie. He contributed stories to Good
Grief People by Angel Hope Publishing, 2017; Story by Story: The Power of a
Writer, Unstoppable Writers Publishing, 2018; Easter Stories & More by
InScribe Christian Writers’ Fellowship, 2021. He is currently working on a book
expressing the grief of grieving grandparents entitled “Hidden Poetic Voices: A
Reflective Work of Grief, Faith, and Poetry.” Alan periodically writes articles
for FellowScript Magazine and the online magazine for Compassionate Friends. He
has written posts for our InScribe blog since 2015. Blog:
https://scarredjoy.ca.
