What if there’s no beauty in the wreck?
Last week started with a car accident.
Today, our beloved 2009 Hyundai Accent will head to the compound.
No one was injured, but the accident was another stress, another demand, and another disruption.
Ugly. Broken. Destroyed.
A couple of days after the accident, I decided to take a few photos for future use.
It was five in the evening. I backed the car out of the garage, walked around the destroyed vehicle, and snapped a few photos.
With a single turn I saw this:
The colors of sunset permeated the atmosphere filling me with awe, hope, and peace.
At one end, destruction. At the other, majestic beauty.
I walked to the end of my driveway and stood for several minutes. I breathed in the vastness of the scene.
It is human nature to try to find beauty or goodness in the wreckage of life.
We reason: “There must be something good in this difficulty, disaster, or trauma.”
That’s why we use cliches:
- Everything happens for a reason
- Every cloud has a silver lining
- If you look hard enough, you’ll find something good
- There must be something you can be thankful for
What if we have it all wrong? What if goodness and beauty aren’t in the wreck?
What if beauty and goodness are around it?
In her blog post, Beautiful Thanksgiving, Janrye Tromp writes that she finds beauty
“. . .hiding underneath life’s debris.”
Sometimes, there’s no beauty in the wreckage of life. It’s not beautiful. It’s just ugly, broken, destroyed.
Maybe, instead, the beauty is around us, above us, beneath us, and beside us.
Sometimes, there’s no beauty in the wreckage of life. Instead, the beauty is around us, above us, beneath us and beside us.
And maybe that’s where we need to look.