There is no such thing as inner-born beauty.

There's something so magical about breathing in your surroundings.  To know that the air you breathe  in is a little piece of God's creation is strange.  It's strange because we aren't used to all that beauty being sucked in with one 3 inch rise of our rib cage.  We aren't used to that beauty starting from within.  We don't get that privilege.  The beauty within us had to be put there.  So every breath we take is a miracle itself, if we allow it to be.

Understanding that good is not born from the pits of our stomachs or the nooks of our brains, and not from the shallow depths of our hearts or the pitiful heights of our spirits is vital to understanding our purpose, our mission, our lives.  The good within us is placed in the pits of our stomachs. It is squeezed into the crannies of our minds.  It is buried into the depths of our hearts.  It is lifted up to the heights of our spirits.  The good within us is indeed within us... But it was not born there.