Krista’s post on Ordinary Beautyhas had me thinking for a while now.
The thoughts are percolating in my head.
And then the other day I had an interesting conversation with my little sister, as I fixed her hair for her:
Me: “That’s a very nice face you have”
Little Sister: “God gave it to me”
Other than the immediate “awww” reaction, I immediately was touched at her simplicity. Her absolute trust in God. He did give her her face. And why would He ever give her anything not nice? He loves her!
I once heard someone say that when we complain about our own appearance we are saying to God: “I don’t like your gift. Take it back.”
As a young girl I struggled greatly with my appearance. I hated my freckles. Hated my boring eye color. Hated my half curly/half straight hair. Hated my crooked teeth. I never once looked in the mirror and thanked God for giving me a face at all.
There’s really nothing wrong with my face. It’s perfectly functional. And God made it just for me. No one else has it.
I guess I haven’t completely overcome my vanity. (That’s what it is, really. I’m not vain in the sense that I think I’m beautiful, rather my vanity comes in the form of being too vain to show my face without first taking a good long look in the mirror and doing what I can to make myself look better.)
Like, I said I haven’t overcome vanity. But, I resolve to look in the mirror everyday and thank the Lord for designing my face. Just for me.