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Here’s something interesting: Belisi asks, "What’s Beautiful to You?"

Palm Beach, FL (PRWeb) January 18, 2007 – Belisi, makers of finishing pieces for wardrobes and a name synonymous with luxury, announces the launch of the What’s Beautiful to You? campaign. Peter Belisi says, “there’s more to beauty than glitz and glamour. The most beautiful people I’ve seen aren’t models & celebrities, but everyday people who make the world better, whether on a global scale or just by being a good mom or dad, husband or wife, brother or sister. We’ve launched the what’s beautiful to you campaign to to see if others agree. I know there’s irony in this type of campaign from a fashion company, but that’s the point, to get people to expand their view of beauty.”

There is a contest to go along with this campaign, and the winner receives a $100 Belisi gift certificate. So, [tag]what’s beautiful to me[/tag]? It depends on which eyes I am looking through, I suppose.

When I look through the eyes of a mother, it is my children I find most beautiful. All of them are delightful to look at it, of course, but their personalities are pretty spectacular, too. I’m blessed to have quite a range of delightful people in my home, from the budding adult with all of her teenage angst, to the medium sized diva with her own notions of just how things ought to be done, to the baby who stands on still-wobbly knees and grins at me in her wonderful gap-toothed way. And that’s not even half my crew :)

When I look through my photographer’s eyes, it is light and texture and the intermingling, ever-changing fluctuation of the two together. For instance, today I noticed that the tress which were brown and grey bark yesterday are today covered on one side with soft green moss. To me, that’s beautiful, and I’ll probably take a photo of it if it stops raining and stays grey long enough for me to do so.

The knitter in me takes great delight in vibrant colors, smooth textures, and the tools of my trade. It’s not just the way they look, but the way they feel in my hands that makes them beautiful. There are also beautiful memories caught up in some of my tools: the stitch markers from a friend, the antique needles that I don’t even know the history of, but can tell from the worn look of them that someone used them well.

And finally, when I look through the eyes of faith, there is beauty beyond compare. It is through these eyes that I see the hand of my Savior reaching down to lift a wretch like me from self-destruction. It is through these eyes of faith that I understand how much that redemption cost Him. And it is through these eyes that I see the wonderful prize that lies before me when I finish this race. It’s then that I will see the most beautiful thing of all–the face of Jesus Himself.

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