Imagine that you wake up one morning to the shrivel sound of a small voice, crying as though someone knocked its little head against a hard wall. Aghast with utter dismay and a little bit of shock you suffer yourself and drag your still too tired feet out of bed; you proceed straight to your sun-lit porch, ignoring the shining rays of the already too bright sun. Then you see her, the baby. She’s hidden in the moistness of the grass outside your window, kicking and screaming at the top of her lungs. “Who would have done such a thing?” you silently ask yourself, secretly cursing the mother of the child. And so you put on something more than just your boy shorts and start running down the spiral staircase.
Immediately you see her you stop on your tracks, wondering if this whole drama is even real. But then she cries again, and your heart does a double flip because something in you is unraveling. With the love of God invested in you, you carry this child and hold her close to make her stop crying. And then you notice her eyes…such beautiful brown eyes. You start to notice other things too, like the way her hair curls to the tip of her neck…or even the way her mouth starts to curve into a smile. And that’s just it for you. Gosh, is she beautiful? Another beautiful child has been born, here and now, in this very moment. Another child with great talent to give to the world. Another Bill Gates, or another Obama. Another Ghandi or another Ralph Waldo Emerson. Another Abraham Lincoln or another Nelson Rolihlahla Mandela. You wouldn’t know yet unless you see her grow. You wouldn’t know yet, would you?
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Gone are the days when we said “the beautiful ones are not yet born,” for they are within our midst today. Yes, the beautiful ones are you and I. If you don’t believe it, look at yourself. The funny thing is that we are born in every single generation.
See, God don’t make ugly. That’s undoubtedly my resounding theme for this year. There’s something ‘different’ in each of us, and it’s not a coincidence either. So I am beautiful, and you are beautiful. The question is whether you know it or not. If you don’t know it yet, please look around you and at this economy. Were you created for something more? Were you created to bring something good into this world? I guess it was President John F. Kennedy who said “ask not what your Country can do for you, but what you can do for your Country.” Now, let me dare to say it God’s way: “Don’t question or doubt that God created you as a marvel and a beauty, but find that beauty in the seasons of your life.”
He has made everything beautiful in its time…