How do you meet the mirror when you roll out of bed in the morning? With a smile or a frown?
Some mornings your skin in glowing from a good night’s rest and perhaps that honey-oatmeal mask smothered on your face the night before. Other mornings you are disappointed with your reflection as you notice puffy bags under your eyes, twisted knots in your hair, and padding in places you wish were more toned.
Some days the mirror feels like a friend, other days like a enemy.
That’s the problem with the mirror and the scale and your jean size, for that matter. They don’t tell the truth about who you really are—about whose you really are.
Pop-culture, magazines, and Hollywood might tell you that the physical is most important—that your worth is found in how pleasing you look to the eye. And the more you listen, the more the lies disguised as truth, become what you believe and what you live.
Somewhere along the way you were told that curves, stretch marks, and wrinkles aren’t beautiful. Somewhere along the way you were told that happiness is found in being attractive. Somewhere along the way you were told that you need to change your appearance to be accepted.
It’s not easy being a woman in this world, is it?
Your Maker, He knows.
In this world you will struggle, He says—but He also says to be encouraged because He has overcome the world.
In Him is the Truth that you really crave. The ache that you feel to be known and loved and accepted—is real. He designed you that way. Those deep longings can’t be satisfied by the things of this world because this world is stained with sin and the things of the world are fading. The things of this world might satisfy for a short moment, but you were made to need the Unseen One who is filled with unfading perfect love—love that can breath life into your weary bones and satisfy your soul for eternity.
Who you really are is not a size 4 or a size 12…thin, curvy, or somewhere in between…pretty, plain, or cute.
Who you are is a Daughter—a Daughter who belongs to a King.
He sees you when you gaze in the mirror. He sees beyond the things you think are imperfections. He sees past the physical layer of your being. He sees your heart and the beauty He breathed into your soul when He wove you together.
He didn’t make you to fit into this world. He made you to be set apart and shine, so that this world might see Him in you.
While you might cringe at the reflection staring back at you some days, He stands amazed because you are His masterpiece in whom He delights. You are fearfully and wonderfully made in His image, more precious than rubies—so adored that He gave His life for you.
Perfect Kings don’t leave their thrones just because. The Perfect King left His Throne because to Him you are everything.
Treasured. Beloved. Wanted. Cherished.
He came because He wants you in His Kingdom. Precious Daughter, He wants you forever.
Not the made up you. Not the cleaned up you. Not the version of you that you think you should be. He sees past all that anyways. He just wants you.
The noise in this world might be loud and tell you all sorts of lies. But if you listen close, lean in close—you’ll hear a gentler Jesus Voice Who invites you to come just as you are.
Make-up or no make-up, good hair day or bad hair day, clothes fitting or not fitting, friendly mirror or dull mirror—
You are lovely just as you are. You are His. You are woven beautiful.
*photo credit: sheknows.com