Lifting a Veil of Gauze

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Veil after veil of thin dusky gauze is lifted, 
and by degrees 
the forms and colours of things are restored to them, 
and we watch the dawn 
remaking the world in its antique pattern.
~Oscar Wilde from The Picture of Dorian Gray

 

 

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Dawn is the time when nothing breathes, the hour of silence. 
Everything is transfixed, only the light moves.
~Leonora Carrington from The Hearing Trumpet

 

 

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Poetry lifts the veil from the hidden beauty of the world,
and makes familiar objects be as if they were not familiar.

~Percy Bysshe Shelley

 

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Too much of my life is lived behind a gauzy veil, hiding my face and feelings so my flaws and foibles are not so obvious to the world.

Yet God lifts my veil as a groom does his bride’s;  He reminds me I’m made in His image and He wants to see me wholly to make me holy.

Just as the dawn restores with light what has dwelled in darkness, God removes our shroud of hiddenness to tell us: “You, my child, are beautiful because I made you.”

 

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3 thoughts on “Lifting a Veil of Gauze

  1. “You, my child, are beautiful because I made you.” these words go deep into the soul, and we would ALL be blessed to remember them. thank you, dear, dear, emily!

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  2. Marylou’s perceptive comments echo my initial reaction to this exceptionally profound message today.
    The images suggested by the words going deep into our souls and our being blessed to remember them are themselves unforgettable concepts. Thinking of each of us — every single person –as being considered ‘beautiful’ because God created that person, and that it is He, first and always, who considers each of us ‘beautiful’ takes on a whole new meaning. Every time that I see or hear of a person set apart and labeled as ‘handicapped’ — ‘physically- or mentally-challenged,’ or other contrived euphemism, I hope that I will remember and thank God that He sees perfection, beauty and purpose in His Creation and not some artificial, sometimes demeaning designation proposed by unthinking humans.

    The striking photos illuminate the transformation of a poetic concept of the Creation process and meaning of the text perfectly.

    Thank you, Emily. Thank you Marylou.

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  3. I just reread a wonderful child’s book You Are Special by Max Lucado……”Remember,” Eli said as Punchinello was leaving, “you are special because I made you. And I don’t make mistakes.” Thank you dear God, we are each special because You don’t make mistakes.
    thank you Emily…

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