beautifull

I struggle with this..being considered beautiful.

For me, beauty always is reflected from the inside out. The character and integrity, the genuine smile that reached their eyes, a grace to move in confidence, knowing who their Abba is.

I struggle to wrap my head around what my heart already knows is true- I am His beloved, and He thinks I am radiantly beautiful.

I think it may be because God sees not only who we are now, but the whole woman that hasn’t yet been discovered, or uncovered, yet.

God loves me. And thinks I am beautiful.

Because I carry God within me wherever I go, I can be reminded of that truth of God’s – that God sees me as whole, holy and spotless, because of what Jesus has done for me, you, us.

In God’s sight, I am restored, beautiful, beloved.

Seeing myself- I waver, feel average on a good day, and insecure.

One is an earthly perspective.
The other, the heavenly reality.

Seeing myself through His eyes helps me keep my life in perspective.

I am beautiful in His sight.
And for tonight, exhausted, weary and broken, that is sweet music to my soul, and a calm balm for my heart.