Beauty?

Beauty...
The Mexican chefs praying over a young American girl who twisted her ankle.

Beauty...
Ashley, giving up her day even though exhausted, so that no one would be lonely.

Beauty...
Rachel Hardin on her knees before Jesus in the midst of a hurricane.

Beauty...
Casey coloring with the young girl across from our room, outside in the heat.

Beauty...
Erwin speaking with conviction and honesty, humbly cleaning the day before.

Beauty...
Heidi praising Jesus on the roof, cheeks stained with tears.

Beauty...
Dr. Sheets, broken hearted as she cares for sick prostitutes.

Beauty...
Johnathan speaking truth through frowns, allowing Jesus to change his heart.

Beauty...
Mr. Corona bending on crippled legs to tie Caleb's shoe, tears in his eyes.

Beauty...
Morgan, giving her shoes to a deformed woman after washing her feet.

You tell me that beauty is slender and blond, manicured and permed, dyed and accessorised.
But I'll tell you thats a lie.

I would much rather be lovely...
than pretty.
Beauty is a smile upon an orphans face; tears of grace, humbled hearts, praise in the wind. Beauty in brokeness.
"Charm is deceptive and beauty is fleeting"
These things will fade, but the glory and fear of the Lord?

Beautiful.