Nice Cake ~OR~ Blind Birds Still Fly

A video I made last year for my Modernity class - to see it bigger and not cut off just click on the hyperlinked title in the video, or watch it fullscreen, that way the text won't be too small to read. :)

Beauty in Sin?

"For there is a certain show of beauty in sin…" - Augustine's Confessions

Is there something "more" about our love

because it is imperfect,

because it has the possibility to fail, the capacity to turn to hate,

but the tenacity to hope?

The frailty, the ephemerality, the weakness

-- these are what make love more than an emotion or a passion --

these are what make love: a miracle.

There is beauty in decay, in the broken, in the messy and the dirty, the ruins of life. There is something about the broken and imperfect things in life that attract us, something that makes them "more" -- They are more beautiful to us because we can relate to them. The imperfections make them special, make them different -- even if they make them "less".

It is not the complete; not the flawless; not the achievements and perfections, the "rights," ideals, and wholes; not the golden moments that make us human -- it is the faults that define us. Define and distinguish the human -- the fallen -- from the other. The fault, the "sin", the "curse", of imperfection is our most cherished treasure -- it is a gift. And as we look up to the perfection we were made to live to aim to be, up to the golden roads paved for our muddy feet, it is this gift that makes the gift of wholeness -- of love -- even a gift at all.

Sweet Ramblings and Spacious Reveries...

Some springtime photos taken with my DSLR :)