Saturday, March 04, 2006

the beauty of order

Mondrian

When I listen to music, I enjoy the beauty of order.

When I see art work by Piet Mondrian, I appreciate the beauty of order.

When I think about the food chain or the intricacies of the human body, I marvel at the beauty of order.

When there are directions to follow, I am thankful for the beauty of order.

When I create a syllabus or make lesson plans, I love the beauty of order.

When I find places for things and things in their places, I enjoy the beauty of order.

I am thankful for order.  I like order.  It really is beautiful.

I like it when things follow an expected pattern.  I like that I can't wrap my mind around the amazingly complex and elaborate order of things in our universe.  I like listening to and gazing at wonderful artistic materpieces which exisit because of order.

Order is peaceful and calming.  But even the words that mean the opposite of order sound like they are confused themselves: cacophony, discombobulation, pandemonium, hubbub, hullabaloo, and so on.

The very fact that there is even a little order in such a chaotic, sinful world makes me want to praise the One who created it (order) in the first place!  He gives us such wonderful things to enjoy and the beauty of order is just one of them! 

Mar 4, 2006 8:01:44 PM | the carnival of beauty

3 Comments

Chel

I'm an order girl, myself! I love to see the wonder of God's plan in our lives.

Posted by: Chel | Thursday, March 09, 2006 at 03:00 AM

Marla

I have these same kinds of thoughts--thanks for articulating and illustrating them so simply yet powerfully.

Posted by: Marla | Thursday, March 09, 2006 at 07:18 AM

Hannah Im

Beautiful post!

Posted by: Hannah Im | Wednesday, March 15, 2006 at 08:56 AM

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