Call me thick-headed, but I saw it for the first time today. Beauty begins with the word “be.” Maybe that’s because all expressions of beauty emerge from a still, simple act: being. But not only being. Because we can be false. We can be unkind. We can be ugly. But when we be our intended self, fashioned of dust and, yet, imago Dei, beauty is too small a word to convey the splendor.

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