Photo-shopped
In case you wanted to know, you need
two passport sized photos to get your visa into Cambodia.
Unfortunately for me I had lost my
photos I had bought stateside somewhere between Ireland and Thailand.
No problem…Bangkok lives mostly in the 21st century and
I just walked down the street to a photo place to get another one
taken. After strained communication and an slightly humorous/awkward
photo session I was told to come back in an hour to pick them up.
After running some errands and eating
some cheap and delicious street fruit I head back to pick up my
photos. And as I got my passport photos back I was shocked. I looked
kind of good. No one ever takes good passport photos…its like a
given. Then I start to realize I have been photo-shopped. My pimples
had been airbrushed out (along with my nose ring) and frizzy hair
cropped just so. It was hilarious. And yet as good as my improved
self looked I started picking out new flaws. It was like once those
flaws are fixed what else can I criticize?!
And I had to stop myself.
A)God doesn’t view me as flawed
B) When will it be enough? When will I
finally be satisfied?
If I keep trying to chase after earthly
beauty, I don’t think I will ever be fully satisfied. Something many
a girl’s retreat and mentor has tried to teach me. Many times I’ve
taught the same things. But sometimes we offer more lip service than
heart truths.
And so I had a small victory. I could
once again fall into the trap of vanity and self pity….but God
reminded me in that small moment that my worth is in Him. He alone
will satisfy. No amount of earthly beauty will…at least very long.
He likes me just as I am…He sees pass the
photo-shopping/clothes/make-up/ haircuts/implants/diets/ push-up bras
anyways… 🙂
In case you wanted to know…the
Cambodian border smells strongly of fish.
