Fame is beauty in this world.
Yet in the presence of he who is beauty, he declares beauty as a definition of character, a existents of a being.
We marvel at landscape and twinkly lights, we marvel at a person or a show. Yet there is a presence in which you can enter and find a beauty indescribable so perfect that you shake with tremors and are in such awe of that presence.
In this presence you have been chosen to stand to gaze to look upon and behold holiness. To become like holiness and do as he does. In this presence you are identified as an existence of something greater than you can possible imagine
