Hey, friends. Do you ever have those days where you feel like a cabbage patch kid in a sea of Barbies? I sure do.
Lately, I’ve been feeling insecure about myself and my appearance. I’ve been letting my lies crowd God’s truth. And I’ve been filling my head with poisonous, hateful words.
I wish I were skinnier.
I wish I were prettier.
I wish I were nicer and smarter and kinder and funnier and more talented.
I wish my teeth were whiter and my smile were brighter and my hair were longer.
I wish I didn’t look like a 12-year-old.
I wish I looked like the rest of the girls in my classes.
The list continues longer than I like to admit.
As girls, I think we have an inherent hazing ability. Because when I think about it, that’s what I’m doing. I’m hazing myself. I’m saying I’m not good enough. I’m saying God’s not enough.
How many destructive things do I do to perpetuate my negative self-image?
Confession. I’m an insta-stalker. I find myself constantly scrolling through people’s instagrams and comparing myself to them. I do it until I feel ugly and sick and worthless.
How twisted is that?
The fact that someone else is beautiful shouldn’t make me feel ugly. It should make me marvel at the wonders of God’s work and how He designed each of us so perfectly, wonderfully and uniquely.
Life isn’t a competition. Yet, I insist on making it one.
She’s prettier than me. She’s skinnier. She’s smarter. She has everything. She is perfect.
Listen to me, friends. She’s not you.
She will never be you.
There will always be someone you think is prettier or smarter or better.
She’s not you.
Have you ever gazed at the night sky and marveled at each dazzling star?
Have you ever admired dainty flecks of snowflakes as they dance from the sky?
Have you ever marveled at a sunset, noticing each perfect hue amidst a kaleidoscope of colors?
I hope so. Because each star, each snowflake, each sunset is hand-painted by God. And God paints them all differently. He never makes duplicates. And it would be impossible to compare them because they are all unique and precious.
God made us the same way. Just like no star, snowflake or sunset is the same, none of us are identical. And each of us were hand-crafted by the Maker of Heaven and Earth and Rocky Mountain Chocolate Factory. (OK the last one is kind of stretching but I mean if you’ve been, you understand.)
So we may think someone else is more beautiful. We may think someone else has a cooler life plan. But God doesn’t.
What if God designed us to look the way we look because He programmed our future spouse to find us attractive?
God’s pretty cool like that.
Maybe God designed us to look the way we do to make certain friends, to do certain things and to inspire certain people.
Maybe God created a special love story for us, and it depends on us looking the way we look and being who we are to find it.
And even if God doesn’t write us a love story, His plan for us will turn out even more beautiful than a Nicholas Sparks novel.
Whatever His plan, God made us with the same amount of love and care as everyone and everything in this world.
But, you know what?
Even though God calls us His masterpieces, beauty isn’t what makes us special.
To be honest, I think we give the word “pretty” too much value. Britt Nicole once said, “We get so worried about being pretty. Let’s be pretty kind. Pretty funny. Pretty smart. Pretty strong”
Britt gets it.
Why do we get so caught up on what we look like, when it doesn’t matter?
When I think about the people I love most this world, I don’t love them because they are pretty. Sure, I think my family and friends are beautiful, and I would argue with anyone who disagrees. But I don’t love them because they’re pretty.
I love people who love me well. I love people who are compassionate and selfless and kind. I love people who shine for Jesus. I love people who make everyone feel beautiful.
And that’s what counts.
Make your heart beautiful. Make your life beautiful. Make your character beautiful. Because, ultimately, Jesus doesn’t care about your outward appearance; He looks at your heart. (1 Samuel 16:9)
You are beautiful not because of anything someone says or doesn’t say to you. You’re beautiful because God says so.
I could say you are all beautiful, and I promise you I mean it with all of my heart. But that’s not why you should believe it. And honestly, you probably wouldn’t believe me.
Believe you’re beautiful because you are fearfully and wonderfully made. (Psalms 139:14).
Believe you’re beautiful because one day, you’ll meet someone who will want to wake up next to you every day. Even if you don’t, believe you’re beautiful because you have friends, family and people who love you and care for you. And that’s beautiful. (Jeremiah 29:11)
Believe you’re beautiful most of all because God made you. And God only makes beautiful things.