The other night Katherine and I cozied up and watched Anne of Green Gables. As the long adventurous movie progressed, Anne's love for life, beauty, people, imagination, adventures, and home, embellished in a glorious tapestry. You found yourself loving her dearly...but why? It is often a question that I have asked myself. Who are we? I know I was made in the image of God, but does my soul "change" over time, and become "different" mes? Perhaps what makes up at least part of our quantifiable measurable "soul" are those things/beings that we love. They are somehow inwoven in us, forming our personhood and giving grounds for others to love us in return. We were designed to love. It seems quite natural to conclude that what we love makes us who we are, to some extent. Part of why you loved Anne is because she invested herself into so many wonderful things and through her you had a different picture of the world. She "drank" in the flowers, appreciated every sun-kissed blossom, valued people and their stories, and relished the moon. The more of God's creation you love, the more of it "plumpens" your soul, so to speak. Not only do you love her capacity to love, but the goodness and beauty she poured into her soul.
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