Today I got to thinking and I wonder what we must look like to God in heaven. The world is so full of perceptions of beauty, fame, success, wealth… achievements of some kind in a nutshell. What if God thought we were most beautiful when we are broken, insignificant, unsuccessful, and poor? What if those souls were more beautiful to God than a sunrise on the beach or the stars in the night sky? What if there was a way we could learn to see like that? I think I’d like those eyes. I think I’d be a lot better at loving with those eyes.