I don’t really think a lot about my beauty. I used to think that I was really ugly in middle school because of my glasses, braces, and frizzy hair. Once the braces came off, the glasses were replaced with contacts, and the curly hair was tamed, I felt beautiful. I also realized that it shouldn’t have taken all of those things to make me feel that way. I should have felt lovely all along because I am a daughter of my Lord.
Nowadays, I don’t stare into the mirror for hours thinking about how I can perfect myself. I don’t feel ugly when I’m wearing a t-shirt or not wearing makeup. I never feel ugly around my boyfriend because I met him at a summer camp (if you can love someone at a summer camp when they’re constantly sweaty and grimy, then you’re set for life).
On the weekdays, you can find me doing some sort of workout. I try to exercise five times a week, but this isn’t to make me feel beautiful–it’s to make me feel healthy. I try to eat plenty of fruits and vegetables but I still indulge in one sweet per day (what is life without a little bit of sugar, you know?I still indulge in one sweet per day (what is life without a little bit of sugar, you know?) Click To Tweet
I think that this blog is hard for me to write because I think of “beautiful” as an extreme word. Heck, I have a healthy self-concept and am confident in my looks. Naturally, I have my off days, but never do I look in the mirror and think, “U-G-L-Y, YOU AIN’T GOT NO ALIBI.” I often feel pretty or lovely, but feeling beautiful seems harder to come by. Maybe I don’t really see myself as a gorgeous, stunner of a WO-man when it comes to appearances. However, I do feel valuable and loved when it comes to my God. I am so beautiful in Him, and He is beautiful to me. Having an intimate relationship with the Lord whose image in which I am created is beautiful.