The wrong perspective
I sometimes find myself judging a book by its cover. I live in a little town and like most little towns, we may not all know each other, but you see everyone. I can’t speak for all little towns, but he there are a handful of, shall we say, less than attractive, at least by modern standards, people.
When I lived in a city of over 100,000 I didn’t notice, or perhaps because I didn’t go to “that” side of town, I don’t know. But it reminds me of something Jim Rohn used to say “You can say people shouldn’t judge you by how you look. But here’s a hint, They Do.”
On the other hand God judges people by how they look, the difference is that God looks at the soul. He loves all of His creation, but he sees the horror and repulsiveness of the soul that is wrapped in sin. God looks at these souls kind of like a dentist looking at a decaying tooth, and doesn’t think tear it out. He loves with a depth that I can not begin to comprehend. A love that is overwhelming in its depth, breadth, and intensity. And God sees? Beauty? Potential?
Worthy of Love, and needing it
So how can I not see the soul of the person in front of me at the grocery store? How can I not look at the heart, perhaps scared, torn beat-down, and not simultaneously ache & see the beauty of one formed by God. One who Is loved so much by the Creator, that God’s desire is to hold, heal, help. How can I not see the beauty God has created in someone? I struggle, but none the less I try to see the beauty thru the eyes of the Creator. What’s more I need to not just try to see the soul loved by God, but to also feel and act as the one who created them does.