I. Am. Beautiful.
Now before you think i'm all full of myself, I want you to get up go to the nearest mirror and say these words, "I am beautiful."
Recently, Abba has been placing on my heart this truth: that HE made me beautiful. He is the beautiful one, and I am created in his image. God recently challenged me, "Lis, when you look in the mirror, into your eyes, do you know that you're looking into my heart? Do you know that i created you perfectly? I don't make mistakes and i wasn't gonna start with you. You are exactly who i wanted you to be. I chose you. I destined you. I am shaping you. I have called you. Live it! You. Are. Beautiful. Whose voice will you allow to be louder? The media, who you can never satisfy, or me?"
You remember the saying, "if you don't suceed the first time, try and try again?" Yah, that's been me over the past week or so. "Ugh...breakout, bad hair day, yucky. Wait...Abba made me beautiful. But like this?..." "Lis, I think you look beautiful today." "Umm...God, have you seen me this morning? I look awful." "No. You are beautiful!" I've struggled for so long against this. trying to satisfy the media, but never measuring up. And while I still can't fully believe that I am beautiful, it's begining to become reality. And sometimes God asks me to believe without seeing. He askes me just to walk in it. Just to say it to myself when i don't feel like i measure up. Just to KNOW, not even believe that i am beautiful to him.
And a dear friend sent me this last week....
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