The Gospel of Pinterest


There are pages and pages of beautiful things there. There are gardens and living rooms, fireplaces and baby cribs. You can see before and after pictures of salvaged furniture and upcycled old pallets and you can learn how to decorate cakes or paint ceilings or braid your hair. It’s full of sports trivia and inspirational quotes and Snoopy cartoons. It has…well…everything. Things you’ve seen before and other things you’ve never imagined. It’s like Disney-meets-Martha Stewart-meets-Wikipedia. It teases you and tempts you and sucks you in. You look at the clock and realize you’ve just spent two hours browsing nail polish hacks. You’ve fallen down the rabbit hole of Pinterest.

Don’t get me wrong. I adore Pinterest. I love learning how to do crafty things. Or maybe I should say I love thinking about doing crafty things. Mostly, I pin cute stuff that I know I’ll never really make, but feel bad if I don’t pin them. Since someday, I might actually want to make hummingbird feeders out of old wine bottles. Or make monogrammed Christmas stockings out of vintage dishtowels. But let’s be honest, I’m never gonna make those stockings or bake that cake or learn to quilt. That doesn’t make me enjoy browsing and pinning any less, though. I know women whose obsession with this website makes them feel bad. They see all those wonderful things and they know they’ll never make them. They feel somehow “less” than all the other women “out there” that they imagine live in perfect crafty houses with their perfect monogrammed families. Not me. First of all, I know those perfect women don’t exist. We’re all a bit of a mess. I don’t feel inferior because my own mess isn’t chalk-painted or upcycled. I just like looking at all the beautiful things Pinterest has to offer me.

And that’s why Pinterest is so incredibly popular. Because, in a small way, it reflects the beauty of God. Yes, I said that. Anything that is good or true or beautiful shows us a glimpse of the Creator, Who is all-good, all-true, and all-beautiful. Deep down, we know this is true. We were made in His image and likeness and when we see beauty, we recognize it like an old friend. It’s why, since our beginning, people have tried to create beauty. Music and art and architecture are some of our attempts to reflect God’s truth and beauty. We hunger for it in every breath and with every beat of our hearts. We may say that we don’t believe in God. We may protest that heaven is just a fairy tale. Yet we gasp at the sign of a Monet painting or a Michelangelo sculpture. Who among us hasn’t become teary-eyed when we stood up at the “Hallelujah Chorus?” Even the most committed unbeliever knows the glory of what is truly beautiful. We feel it resonate from within us. Why? Because we came from Beauty.

And through the mercy of God someday we’ll return to that immensely beautiful home. This Easter season reminds us that in Christ’s Passion and Resurrection, the doors of heaven are made open for us. Every pale beauty of our earthly existence reflects the true beauty of our heavenly home. It is and it will be absolutely incredible. We will be with God and in God and He will be with us and in us. We will be more alive there than we have ever been here on earth.

So embrace the beauty you see around you, every day, in every person. Be grateful for sunsets and sonnets and symphonies. Love those around you who reflect God in their bodies and their spirits. We’re on this journey together and we belong to one another. We come together at the altar of The Lord. And we come together as well in our families, our neighborhoods, our schools and our workplaces. And we come together on Pinterest,too. We’re drawn to the beauty we find there, aching for that greatest Beauty of all.

“The sweetest thing in all my life has been the longing…to find the place where all the beauty came from…”
—C.S. Lewis


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