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I’m grateful that today mobile phones have photography capability. I often find myself reaching for my phone to capture a view, a moment as I go about my day. And while some make their way to instagram or facebook for the most part they stay saved on my phone. Snapshots. Recognition of a moment in time. A picture of beauty. A still of a precious time, a significant moment. An album of memories.

In some ways it is not so much about the photo but about the stepping back to appreciate the view or the moment. Taking the photo causes me to pause, to appreciate the sight before me. Just the other day as I was doing the dishes my eyes rested on the flowers on my kitchen window sill. Drying my hands and reaching for the phone caused me to pause longer from my chores to enjoy looking at the flowers and appreciating the beauty before me. Yes I could have done that without my handy phone. But the action of taking the photo is sometimes for me my prompt to recognise and appreciate the beauty before me. And yes sometimes it is a photo of a coffee!

Scrolling through my photos I see happy boys at mini golf, kindy mates hanging together at a party, sunsets and frost, architecture and rolling hills. flowers and birds. I see beauty and happy memories. I see much to be grateful for.

I wonder how much beauty God scatters across our path waiting for us to look up and see? To pause? To linger and then to see His glory revealed.




For several years now I’ve driven past the café 2 minutes from my house without so much of a second thought. On the corner of a busy road, it just didn’t appeal, it looked empty and bland. When I have gone to grab a coffee I have headed to my favourite haunts in the next suburb over. However, recently on a recommendation I ventured in, and found what I have been missing all these years. Within the doors of this inconsequential looking café are delicious French pastries, made fresh on site each day. Warm, light, flaky and buttery croissants, either plain, chocolate or almond. Soft cinnamon brioches glazed to perfection. Tarts piled high with strawberries and cream. The coffee too, hot, strong and delicious. Friendly and lovely staff. I have been won over.

So often we judge by appearance and not just when it comes to cafes. We judge other people by how they look, whether it is the person applying for the job, the person at the door, a potential date or a friend. Anyone we come into contact with we can make assumptions based on how they look. We judge ourselves too, and often even harsher than on a stranger. We can criticise how we look or appear, we can focus on the flaws. Barraged with photo shopped images in media, we can become discontent or spiral into comparative living by measuring how we look compared to every other woman on the planet. We can think our appearance disqualifies us from pursuing our dreams. We can think our appearance matters most for being loved and accepted.

Appearances aren’t everything. We need to remember that we were created and are loved by a God who favours our heart about all. Nothing in a person’s outward appearance impresses God. God looks upon the inner beauty, the beauty of one’s heart.

“Do not consider his appearance or his height, for I have rejected him. The Lord does not look at the things man looks at. Man looks at the outward appearance, but the Lord looks at the heart” (1 Samuel 16:7) While the Bible mentions the beauty of Sarah, of Rebekah, the external beauty of the one He chose to be mother to Jesus was not mentioned. What we do know, however, is that Mary was a woman who found favour with God and who despite the risks, ridicule and danger said yes to God. And to God, that was what mattered most.

“You should clothe yourselves instead with the beauty that comes from within, the unfading beauty of a gentle and quiet spirit, which is so precious to God.” (1 Peter 3:4)

It is the inner beauty that captivates the heart. It is the inner beauty that matters.


It should have been the happiest day of her life. Her wedding. It was not. She felt fear, hurt. She was scared. For the moment though she was safe – protected by her veil. Hidden by her veil.

But in a moment that would change. The veil would be removed. Her husband would see her. He would see her ugliness. He would see that she was…

…not Rachel

…but Leah.

And he would reject her. A pawn in her father’s game of trickery towards Jacob. She felt ugly, unlovely, despised and not wanted.  All her life she was the dull one compared to her beautiful sister. All her life she was aware of not being beautiful. How must that have cut to her soul. How that must have hurt.

But as the tale in the Bible moves towards Jacob finally being united with his beloved Rachel, we find that Leah is not forgotten or ignored by God. We find that she goes on a journey of transformation. We find her opening her heart, her hopes to the one who created her. To the one who loved her.

Her first son, Reuben, for “God Sees”

Her second, Simeon, for “God hears”

Her third, Levi for “Companionship”

Judah, for “Praise God”

Leah was able to move from a place of rejection and hurt to a place of praising God, secure in the comfort and love of her God that sees, hears and answers.




“The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman is seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides. True beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It’s the caring that she lovingly gives, the passion that she shows & the beauty of a woman only grows with passing years.”

“For beautiful eyes, look for the good in others; for beautiful lips, speak only words of kindness; and for poise, walk with the knowledge that you are never alone”

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