Seven years ago the Lord spoke to me and told me that
“Women that know Me struggle just as much with who they are and their beauty as women who don’t know Me. This is not how it is supposed to be. You are the ones that should know and tell them that beauty is being made in My hands, being dreamed up in My heart.”
I have been slowly growing into my skin. People say that getting older you grow more comfortable being who you are, you begin to accept the lot you have been given, the face that stares back at you in the mirror. I disagree. I have met some terribly insecure 45 year olds in my life and have found some extremely free and confident 25 year olds.
I believe that the freedom and acceptance that one walks in comes from finding your worth and beauty from the right fountain. I believe that when we as women begin to define beauty differently, we will see the changing of an entire belief system.
I have been struggling recently with feeling pretty. Day in and day out of no makeup and wearing and re-wearing the same clothes can really show a girl where her sense of beauty comes from. Two days ago as I opened up the tube of mascara I save for church and off days, I heard Him say
“Beauty doesn’t come in a tube..”
Beauty isn’t defined by a pant size or by Maybelline. Beauty isn’t confined to what Hollywood says. They say that “Beauty is in the eye of the beholder” and isn’t He the true beholder of us all? He can see into the depths of our hearts, past all of our disguises and the insecurities that we hide behind. True beauty is humility and patience and unconditional love, beauty can’t be bought in an aisle or painted onto your face.
Help us begin to turn the tides of what the world defines beauty as and forgive us for being the biggest critics of your handiwork. Heal our eyes and let us see what true beauty is and give us the courage to stand by its side and fight for it.
