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Thankful: Diversity

While going through my blog roll, I was looking at the recent posts by different people. 
One from a woman I don't know in real life who lives in Arkansas. 
One from a childhood friend who has gone on to be a fashion model/blogger (WHAT?) who lives in Switzerland.
And one from a former teacher and now friend who lives in California. 
And that was just at the top of the page before scrolling down (not to mention all those blogs on the left).  And that's just the blogs I follow!  And that's just one form of creative outlet!
 
And it hit me.  I am so blessed to know these people and be a part of this human race where every single person is unique and artistically made. 
They're all so different! 
They're all so intreguing! 
They're all so intricate! 
And they're all so real!
Sometimes it gets really easy to look at society as a whole (especially from an educational standpoint) and see them as one communal, molded, functioning machine rather than a group of unique, beautiful and messy people. 
I can't help but be enamored when I look at the creativity and art that comes out of each person and think about how they were all made by God.  One God made all those people, and yet they are all unique but all made in His image.  One, all-powerful being made them all and yet He gave them the freedom to have their own personalities, their own likes and dislikes, their own creativity, and their own mistakes.
It's truly amazing and truly beautiful and I am truly thankful to be a part of it.
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