I did something scary yesterday.
Something I really don't do or for that matter, like to do.
I LOOKED AT MYSELF.
Without any clothes on (getting ready to hop into the shower), I took a look and surveyed what I would call "the damage".
I saw wrinkles and dimples and scratches and fat, OH MY! I saw a tummy that could use plenty of sit ups and boobs that were no longer vibrant with life but sagging from age. I saw beauty marks that have appeared out of nowhere. But I saw ME!
I realized that in spite of my disappointment of what I looked like in that mirror, I am a work in progress and always will be. I will never be content with the way I look on the outside. I will never be perfectly content with my hair, my legs, my stomach, my toes or even my arm pits. I can use what I've got to make it better or I can sit back and become complacent, thinking, "I am who I am and God loves me just the same".
So much of my life I've spent worrying about the outside of me but not realizing that what matters the most is my insides. It's like, as much as I love Oreo Double Stuff cookies, my most favorite part is the insides.
Married Boo came in the door the other day wearing a beautiful headwrap/turban. The first words out of my mouth before I even thought about it was, "So, what's with the turban? Are you seriously wearing it or just joking?" The minute I said it, I stepped back and really saw how beautiful she looked. The colors of the wrap splashed against the tone of her skin and her gorgeous eyes. What made it even more beautiful was her confidence. She WORE that and made it stunning! Not only that, I know who she is on the inside..honest, loving, caring, joyful and faithful.
How do I stop identifying myself or others by their outsides first? I take a long hard look on the insides - the inners as some folks like to call it.
Oh yeah, I have some work ahead of me on the outside but even more work on the inside. Thankfully, there's plenty of do overs in God's eyes.
Do you look on the inside or the outside?
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