What is perfect beauty? A beautiful face, large eyes, a petite nose, full lips, delicate ears, a slender neck, full breasts, a back that tapers beautifully to a thin waist and then smoothly expands to full, feminine hips again curving into thin toned, smooth legs? Flawless skin with beautiful silky hair? Seems perfect or atleast close? Well, don't you see that description everywhere? On TV, on ramps, in billboard ads, in newspaper ads staring out at you with the perfect pout, the perfect smile, the perfect look, the perfect body. After a point it starts seeming that they are being churned out of an assembly line.
Perfect - to the last 'specification'!! Beautiful? Yes. But one goes, and you see another. And what is 'perfect' beauty if you always seem to find another good enough substitute? Can that qualify as perfect, rare beauty? Seems like there is some missing element.
It feels as if God sat down one day, bored with the task of making beautiful women, handsome men...and found a way to 'automate'. Mass manufactured the perfect beauties and wrote down their fates too - models, beauty contest winners, cover girls...the more mundane of jobs, the more 'predictable' of jobs - where you go and know exactly what you will get - Perfection. Jobs which fit them perfectly, and they fit it perfectly as well. Then, when He got all spiced up again, He sat down to work on each girl, with his own hand, manually...and the imperfection that goes into it. Like the difference between a painting and a photograph.
You are in a train, you might feel captivated by the new girl on the mag cover...but what really takes your breath away is perhaps the girl sitting at the opposite window, reading a book, her hair blowing in the gentle wind...or maybe you are on your way to office and you stop, your eyes rooted on a girl who is happily talking to her boyfriend on the phone. Or maybe you are all grumpy after a hard days work, standing in front of the elevator, the door opens and out emerges a girl whom is...just ........IMPERFECT! She gives you a courteous smile...and you are even afraid to blink and miss seeing her even for a hundredth of a second. Is she perfect? Far from it! But maybe THAT is what does the trick! The dimple on her left cheek, the imperfect lips which are nearly full.....but seem to be just a little crooked, the eyes which would be just beautiful except for the small scar above the right eye, or is it the smile? Nothing seems to make sense individually, but together, all the imperfections resonate in perfect harmony. It’s not the lips, it’s the smile, it’s not the eyes, it’s the look in them, it’s not the smile and the look either....it’s the mischief behind that look and the smile. Something that connects, something that 'touches', something that you enjoy beyond the visual level, something that does not create a short blissful moment but creates a feeling that lingers....leaves you thinking about her. And you wonder....she was all imperfect...but put together, she is God's greatest masterpiece. It’s not just her exterior but the entire HER that impresses – melts your heart.
God might have created the perfect girls for the work of enticing men...on stage, in books, but He sprinkled the real heart stealers, the heart melters in places that you least expected - so that they could pull our heart strings and make us appreciate the perfection in the imperfect.
Real beauty is much closer than you expected. Just Look around!
