What is beauty really? Some say it's a matter of physic while for others it is a matter of the heart. I think it is neither, beauty is a matter of the mind; for a beautiful mind cultivates beautiful works. A beautiful mind thinks of plans to cultivate hope, peace, and provisions for others. The mind is a diverse place, things flood the mind in a fight for dominance every day of our lives. What has occurred to me however is that true beauty isn't just a matter of the mind but a matter of who the mind has submitted to. You see while things flood your mind that may seem to have no correlation, at the end of the day your mind has a master and believe it or not it's not you. Whatever you allow to influence your mind in your daily life whether it be people, books, music etc. It will take hold and whatever wins the war of influence, whatever captivates your mind the greatest will become the master of your mind. Today I ask you who is the master of your mind? If you don't like the answer I would suggest finding some different influences. The mind is a fragile place, it is easy for manipulation to occur when the gates are left open per say. We always hear about guarding our hearts but I think we are at the day in age it's long past time we begin guarding our minds.
A thought came to me today as I stumbled upon some inspirational posts. Why are we often so eager to escape our troubling circumstances. We get trapped in the fire and get so focused on getting out that perhaps we miss the most important question of all, what refining needs to be completed in the fire? Just as a welder uses the fire to shape and refine metal, so God uses our circumstances, "fires" to shape and refine us. If he simply swooped in and saved the day, we would lack the knowledge he hopes us to gain, we wouldn't grow in character or wisdom. In the fire we think he abandom us, left us to our own devices, but in reality he is more present in the fire even then in the calm. It's when we feel abandoned that he's calling to us the loudest, beckoning us to just open our ears to listen to his voice. Take the fires in stride, don't immediately reach for the extinguisher. Allow the flames to surround you with the confident knowledge that the one whom the...
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