'I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made.' Psalm 139:14
Linking up today with the Gypsy Mama on the topic of Beauty...
Do you think you're beautiful? Most of you, like me, would probably say no. You don't think you're pretty enough, smart enough, thin enough...all of the focus is on the outward you. I think I'm not a good enough mama, not neat enough, not organized, so how can someone think I'm beautiful? I'm a mess everywhere you look at me. I don't dress to a 'T', my clothes aren't all that stylish. I spend my time running around after little boys and wearing scrubs while I take care of other peoples family members.
But then I begin to realize it's these things that make me beautiful to the only One that matters. No, not my hubby, friends, or any other human, but my Daddy who sees me as I really am-Beautiful. Because I am His child, He only sees beauty when He looks at me. He sees my heart for Him, my desire to serve Him in all that I do. My beauty also radiates in my children. The boy we adopted from a third world country. The one He choose for us. The other one with the crooked walk, the uncertain future, our joy.
Him inside me makes beautiful.