It’s fun, when you encounter a new place, a B&B, someone’s house, a church, a new establishment, to see what’s behind the door. The decor seems to often reflect the destination. If in the mountains there are forest scenes and bears, out west, cacti, broncos, and southwestern art, and along oceans and lakes, beach and nautical themes. Even though the locations may be similar, each place has its expression, and one can get to know the owner a bit through the decor.
Even churches and cathedrals can tell you something about the place, people or period, whether gilded in gold and silver, carved in marble, or using stone from fields and prisons. They can be simple, or have a cherished gift, the Tilma, Infant of Prague, Veronica’s Veil, or tomb of a treasured Saint.
I too choose things that say something about me. My home is simple, and doesn’t follow the latest trends. The walls tell you that I like color, and my decor likely has meaning behind it…items from someone I cherish, religious pieces that inspire me, or souvenirs that spark great memories.
Our Creator has been as selective in each of us also. He uses us to share Himself. What part of Him can we learn about, in each one of His human expressions? We sit and contemplate nature and it’s beauty, and that is good, but do we scrutinize the creation in each other? What part of God escapes us, in those who we deem uninteresting? What part of creation are we missing, because we can’t get beyond flesh…whether attractive or unattractive, disabled, emotionally needy, ignorant, obnoxious, criminal, politically opposite, successful, unpopular, unwanted, impoverished etc? What part of the Creator are we blind to, in humanity, when we can’t “see” our neighbor? Would we be pleasantly surprised to discover a hidden treasure in someone, if we were invited in, …to encounter… To encounter the Creator.