Tim, my team leader announced that i would be the one to speak to the Haitian girls during sunday school. I would have to share a little bit of my testimony and speak about beauty and just certain life issues.
If you know me at all, you know that i have stage fright. I turn beat red and blotch up….i hate talking in front of huge crowds. I'm just too shy sometimes.
So,it was on my mind all day during our work at the construction sight.
We finally got home and i sat outside the gates on the beach and just started to cry.
I knew this would happen. I knew I would have to speak in front of crowds and share my testimony but i didn't think so soon.
With tears streaming down my face, i asked God, “What the heck am i going to say to these girls. I just don’t want to do it. I have no idea what to say.”
and all of a sudden I look up to see two little girls, no more then 4 years old running towards me.
One was in nothing but underwear and another in a rugged old sundress that was missing all but one button.
I scooped them up in my arms and held them tight. One of the little girls grabs my cheeks in her tiny hands and kisses me on the lips and i couldn't help but take them both and dance with them taking there little fingers in mine and twirling them around and around watching them as they giggle, shouting out for more in creole.
I was so overwhelmed by there beauty, not just a physical beauty but a beauty in there presence, in there heart.
They were just so beautiful. Everything about them
and it hit me….
This is the way jesus feels about me.
This is the way he feels about all his daughters. He adores us. We are the apples of his eye. He takes us in his arms and holds us tight and spoils us with his kisses and then takes our hands into his mighty ones and twirls us around and around basking in our beauty.
I felt God saying “ Don’t you want these baby girls to know they are beautiful? When you speak to them sunday, I’ll be using you to let them know.”
and then i felt an immense ache in my heart so much that i started cry.
What if these little girls believed the lies i had believed when i was growing up.
what if they lived there entire lives thinking they were ugly and worthless or grew up thinking the only thing they had to offer was a pretty face or what if they believed they weren't loved or special?
what if? 

I couldn't grasp the idea that these little girls twirling around in my hands could ever think they were worthless because to me they were everything. They brought me so much joy and filled my heart with so much love.
There beauty brought life and to think they would never see that in them selfs was heartbreaking.
"I have cried for you, Miranda." All those times you felt less then beautiful my heart ached for you
God has cried for me.
My Lord has cried at the times i have called myself ugly
His heart has been broken for the times that I fell for the lie “Your worth is defined by your physical beauty and that i had to live up to those superficial expectations.”
His heart aches when his daughters find themselves to be anything but beautiful.
It pains him to watch his little girls grow up living out these lies when he knows the truth, that he has created you to be gorgeous and stunning.
HE WANT US TO LIVE IN THAT FREEDOM
His heart aches for the lies that you have believed
the lies that your ugly and not good enough
you're not loved or worthy of love
That you'll have to settle or you're not beautiful or you have to live up to some twisted expectation of what you thought beauty was
please, i beg of you, don't live the rest of your life thinking you're not good enough because it's garbage!
STOP!
You're living a lie and surrounded in complete darkness if you believe this trash.
Live in the freedom knowing that your completely loved and found to be irresistibly beautiful by our maker.
LIVE FREE
shake off the lies and put on the truth
We are beautiful and we live to please God not man.
