Finally, brothers, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely…(Philippians 4:8)
My wife is lovely.
My daughter is lovely.
I get to think of them all day?
The word “Lovely” means sweet, and beautiful, and gentle. When I think of “Lovely,” I think of something that quiets my spirit, that brings my soul rest and refreshment. Lovely things are evidence of God’s beauty and grace and peace in the world. How can it be that the God of thunder and lightning and earthquake and hurricane and tsunami is also the God of snowflake and fern leaf and butterfly wing and dandelion fluff–
which I know are weed seeds, but don’t spoil the mood.
Lovely is an aspect of God’s glory that I don’t often take enough time to notice, much less appreciate.
Today I shall.
Care to join me, Beloved?