Today, while driving in the rain, my middle child made this observation (recorded as close to verbatim as I could get down right away):
“I like rain because it’s beautiful when it hits the puddles. It looks like fireworks, because fireworks start out as a small thing and then explode into a big circle, and that’s what it looks like when rain hits the puddle. It’s a small thing and then it’s a big circle. So they’re both beautiful.”
Such wisdom! Beauty is not found solely in convenience or perfection. It can be found in the inconvenient and the imperfect, for the shapes are not so different. The patterns and experiences we find divine can happen in all manner of circumstances. Do not seek the beautiful – seek life. In all life there is beauty like fireworks, waiting to be observed.