The mystery of perfection as an aspect...

The mystery of perfection as an aspect of beauty is its transcendence. It points to a glory beyond itself. I knew that when I held my children, I didn’t simply cradle flesh and blood. I held a living soul who had not existed before the moment of conception and who would exist from that point into eternity. This perfection also includes hope that just as the wounds of the crucified, risen, and ascended Savior are in beauty glorified, the…