Walking through the Minneapolis-St. Paul airport, I noticed, as always, the floor mosaics. Heading toward the gate with my English Breakfast tea in hand, I saw a group of people encircling one of the inlaid maps, listening to a guide explain the design. I wondered about the artist or artists who created the various murals that adorn the terminal, what did they hope to inspire with their art?
Riding the tram in the Denver airport, I observed metal pick-axes in the concrete block walls as we sped along. They made me smile. Who decided on those embellishments? Why did they choose that location?
I enjoy buildings with decorations and designs in unexpected areas, even on the floors, even in the concrete tunnels. Artistic beauty in public spaces can bring delight and whimsy to an otherwise drab or routine experience. If we have eyes to see.
God, our exterior designer, has, like the planners of these airports, created beauty for everyday spaces. The floor of a forest, a fiery mountain sunset, grasses in a parking lot—common locations, everyday events, yet repositories of His craftsmanship just the same.
If we have eyes to see.