His Truth


Over the past few years I've kept my heart open and allowed God to work on it. It’s not always been easy and a lot of times it was ouchy when God would reveal something in me that needed tended to. One thing that God has revealed is really a hard one for me (and so many of us)...how I see myself when I look in the mirror.

Your hands made me and formed me; give me understanding to learn your commands.
Psalm 119:73

When I would look in the mirror, I would see a girl with a stomach that looked like a road map with scars on top of scars from surgeries. I would see stretch marks from babies.  I would see a nose that was much too big from being broken time after time. I would see skin that is discolored. I could go on and on naming every single flaw I had.

Have you been there? I think we all have.

I knew that God loved me. I knew I was created in His image. So what in the world is my problem? He quickly revealed it. I was listening to the worlds version of beauty instead of His.  I was allowing the voice of the world to drown out His truth.  As I allowed Him to wipe away the shame, embarrassment and unworthiness He soon replaced them with beauty, self-worth and pride.

He replaced every lie the world had whispered to me and replaced it with His truth.

We are all made in Gods image. Every single one of us. Do you know what that means? I am beautiful, so are YOU, because we are daughters of the King and we were made in His image. Take a moment and let that sink in. Embrace it. Tuck it away securely in your heart. You are perfectly perfect and what He wants you to be.

Our Father, the one who loves us the absolute most, holds us in His hands. We are His and He is ours. We can walk through this world with heads and hearts held high as daughters of the King. Daughters who are messy and broken. With Him, we are transformed into beautiful simply because we are His.  True beauty is found on the inside.  When we allow Him to guide us, mold us, to cleanse our hearts of anything that doesn't please Him...when we do all that, it's reflected on the outside. He loves me in spite of my scars, booty, nose, bags under my eyes and droopy eyelids. His love is always, always forever there...accepting us exactly for who we are.

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