Beauty.

Imagine you are an artist. You create a masterpiece. The painting is exactly what you want it to be. Each intricate detail has been carefully crafted and flawlessly formed to perfectly fit your vision.

It is: beautiful.

Now, look at you. No longer the artist, you are now the masterpiece. You were crafted and formed in your mother’s womb. Wonderfully whole and intensely individual.

You are: beautiful.

When I look at our society – the way we determine value in appearance and pry into molds to stand out – it crushes me. Not just because this pressure is so weighty, but because it slowly kills our vision of true worth.

What worries me more is how our next generation will determine beauty…

For You formed my inward parts;
You wove me in my mother’s womb.

I will give thanks to You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made;

Wonderful are Your works,
And my soul knows it very well.

My frame was not hidden from You,
When I was made in secret…

Psalm 139;13-15 (NASB)

Did you read that? No, I mean, did you really read that? You were perfectly made – custom made! God had a vision – of you and the woman you were to be. Yes, your hair. Yes, your nose. Yes, your shape.  Yes, your toes. None of it was a mistake. Each part was in His blueprint. And each part serves a purpose.

Yet, we walk around looking at other women – on the streets and on the cover of magazines – wishing we looked like that.

Now, go back a bit and put yourself back in that artist’s shoes. Your masterpiece suddenly started talking back to you, and before you can grab that cup of coffee to see if you are really that sleep deprived, you realize what happened: Seeing fellow paintings hanging around, it started wondering why you – the creator – didn’t use brighter color, heavier texture and sharper contrast.

You try to explain that you thought out each detail and purposed it precisely, but alas, it has already picked up a brush and tried to change itself to look like the other paintings.

I often wonder what God thinks when we wish he made us differently. Truthfully, I think it probably irritates him. I mean, where is the gratitude? He calls us to be humble, which doesn’t mean to feel sorry for ourselves. I love the old saying: Being humble is not thinking less of yourself. It is thinking of yourself less!

God made you you. Next time you look at yourself and wish you were different, take a minute and remind yourself that there were no mistakes in you – you were perfectly formed. God looks at your heart. Not the way you fit in your jeans.

When all is said and done, what kind of beauty do you want to show:  World’s beauty or His beauty?

The above picture of Mother Teresa is stunning. Her nose isn’t perfect and her skin is wrinkled, but I challenge you to find a photo with more Beauty.

I’d love to know your thoughts. All of them! If you’re getting trouble getting started, feel free to use the following as a guideline:

1. Write a NEW definition for beauty.

2. How do you find relief from the wordly pressures for physical beauty?

3. What kind of beauty do you want to be known for?

4. How can we act out true beauty for the next generation?

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11 thoughts on “Beauty.

  1. Beautiful!! Loved reading your post, Briana! I’m saddened to see how disenchanted we are with the beauty God has given us. It is so true that we are His masterpiece and He created each of us to be perfect in His sight! Thank you for the reminder!

    1. Thank YOU, Danielle! It is so hard to not compare ourselves – and for me, the ony reassuring thing is truly that HE formed me, and HE makes no mistakes! I love that reminder!

  2. I have always been a plus size female. Of course growing up it was much harder than when I became an adult. My parents were wonderful and they made sure that I had a high opinion of myself (no matter what i looked like). Because of them I am a very confident woman. Sure, I have tons of insecurities, but when they rear their ugly heads I remember the things I am good at and the good things I do for others. 🙂

  3. “God looks at your heart. Not the way you fit in your jeans.” I love this! As you know, this is my biggest struggle. Just tonight a picture of myself was taken, not liking what I saw on the screen…I deleted the image from the camera completely! I’m going to have to read this post every single day for the next week or so, it hasnt been an easy struggle for me. Thank you so for writing this! 🙂

    1. Kelli – build your image of yourself on who HE made you to be – not what media images show. Grow in Him and others will notice your pure heart … then your outter beauty will just be icing on the woman-of-God cake. 😉

  4. This is such a great and inspiring post. I have been guilty of trying to fit the mold of what the world thinks is beautiful. Maybe if I was taller, thinner, had a smaller nose, or maybe had blond hair blue eyes and not brown hair and brown eyes then maybe I would be “beautiful” not realizing this whole time that I’m probably offending God by thinking or feeling this way. I think beauty is someone that has a positive and genuinely kind heart. People that are nice, caring, encouraging, and NOT judgmental of others. It’s easy to get caught up in these insignificant things but at the end of the day I thank God for my amazing husband, beautiful and healthy baby boy and everything that he has provided for me:)

  5. Bre’anna, you are such a talented writer! I read and reread the verse from Psalms…sooooo true! I am fearfully and wonderfully made! I will repeat that in my head over and over when I have “fat days” or when a “skinny girl” looks at me and judges me! I will pray that my “fat days” will turn into “I’m a creation from the Lord, and I am fearfully and wonderfully made days”!!

    I am so blessed to have a husband that tells me daily that I am beautiful and perfectly made. One day, if we are blessed with children, I know he will tell our daughter she is “fearfully and wonderfully made,” and he will tell our son to treat a woman the same way! I’m hoping the trait will carry on.

    I want to be known for being beautiful on the inside and for having a beautiful spirit.
    The next time someone makes a negative comment about themselves, I am going to let them know they are perfect just the way they are and they are meant to be the way they are!

  6. Wonderfully put! I’ve been on a five year journey of accepting me. And I must say, it is soo freeing! I guess I just had to accept that truth, that I AM fearfully and wonderfully made! So then it proves that the truth does indeed set free!!! Thx bre

  7. I so struggled with this, because I was always the awkward kid. I still am awkward. But as I’ve grown older and dealt with those issues — I’ve changed my perspective. I don’t look at beauty to please the world…but try to remember that my body is a temple of the Holy Spirit. I try to take care of my body now not because I want to please the world — but so that I’m not throwing God’s creation down the toilet.

    An awesome book for anyone struggling: Do You Think I’m Beautiful by Angela Thomas.

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