Article July 24, 2006 ISSUE

A BEAUTIFUL REALITY

BY ABBY HILLMAN

While out hiking early one spring morning, I was met by a magnificent vista: sleeping communities nestled among trees and valleys around San Francisco Bay. Sunlight danced on the water, and across Golden Gate, its bridge stretched in sharp relief. I felt a surge of gratitude for all the beauty of God's creation, as if the Psalmist were speaking right in my ear, "Out of Zion, the perfection of beauty, God hath shined" (50:2).

What is beauty? What is it that holds us breathless at the blazing sunrise, full-hearted as we gaze on the face of a sleeping infant, uplifted by the grace of a dance? The objects and events people describe as beautiful are so distinct from one another that it's impossible to define beauty by some merely material standard.