As little girls, we all wanted to be beautiful. We wanted to be recognized and acknowledged as beautiful. In fact, we believe we are beautiful until the world tells us otherwise. The world has such a skewed version of beauty that it’s almost impossible for any woman to attain the ideal. Here’s the thing with the ideal, it’s completely fake. I think we all know deep down how screwed up it really is yet we still feel as if it’s something we have to strive for.
As I get older, I am feeling more and more comfortable in my skin. I have issues as we all do. I’ve gained and lost the same 70 lbs over and over again as I’ve struggled with my weight since I was 10. It has really messed with my self-worth over the years and I’ve had to overcome (still do) a lot of doubt and belief in myself. Recently, I’ve managed to realize (finally!) that my weight doesn’t define me. My weight is simply a number on the scale that shows where I’m at, it does not define who I am as a woman created by God. God made me in his image and his image is beautiful. He makes no mistakes. That doesn’t mean I’m perfect. I still have to work on my own life and my own problems- I’ve got enough to last a lifetime! What it does mean is that I am accepted and good where I am at right now. Not 30 lbs from now, but this moment in time- this season of life, this second on the clock.
God is a God that is all about beauty. Beauty surrounds us every day. There are day lilies , and raspberries on the vine, and babies. Puppies, and little girls in ballet recitals (notice the picture above), and hydrangea. What wondrous things. Only a God concerned with beauty could come up with all of that.
Know that YOU. ARE. BEAUTIFUL. Gratefully embrace all the beauty that surrounds you in your life as well.
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