I am a full time mom, and as moms sometimes do, today I felt extremely unattractive. Totally unglamorous pushing my cart through the Wal-Mart. My 19 month old son had smeared cookie all over the front of my shirt, and my mascara was running in the 95-plus degree heat.
I have learned in my short stint as a mom, that you can start out the day with clean clothes and makeup, and styled hair, but it is a pipe dream to think you are going to stay that way. And we live in Texas, so if you arenít dirty or disheveled on the outside by the end of the day you are going to smell like you are for sure.
But something wonderful occurred to me tonight as I stepped out of the shower. To my loving God, I am a total glamour gal. I mean, I could rival Jessica Simpson or Jennifer Aniston, or any other actress or Miss America. He canít take his eyes off me. The Bible says He knows when I sit down and stand up. He knows how many hairs I have on my head, even if they are frizzy or tangled, or have gum in them. He delights in the sight of me. I can talk to him anytime and I have His full attention. He listens. He is always watching me.
This makes me think of my 5 year old niece, who has beautiful porcelain skin. She has a large, very noticeable brown birthmark on her upper arm, which could in future years make her self conscious. Right now she claims that God gave it especially to her so that he can always find her when he needs her, and it makes her feel special. She doesnít think it is ugly or unsightly; she considers it her own precious gift that God gave her.
God made us all special, and even though we think we are unattractive or unglamorous, he loves us so much and thinks we are so beautiful. So when we watch television, or read a magazine, and see someone who is thinner, or more stylish, or has a better smile, we need to stop and consider that God is perfect, and so in turn we are perfect because we are His creation. If God thinks you are wonderful and beautiful enough to watch all day long, why shouldnít everyone else?