Perfect Beauty

The more I study people and the more I study the Bible, the more beautiful people become to me in my mind’s eye. There is less and less beauty I see in the provocative clothing and outlandish makeup and plastic surgeries. More and more do I appreciate the beauty in an 80 year old woman whose wisdom shows through her eyes with the strength of knowing you’ve won the games out there. There is beauty in a person when the strength of their character outshines their appearance, no matter what that is. And there is beauty even in the untouchables or seemingly unlovables because of the simple fact that they were especially designed by the Creator. We all are amazingly beautiful because God purposefully designed us. We all possess some form of His beauty and specialness. We all start this world off with beauty and originality and gifts. Before we even enter the womb, we were thought out and designed by our Creator with our specific gifts, talents, struggles, emotions, etc. You are beautiful! God designed you to exactly as you are and even first thing in the morning with crazy hair, no makeup, fifty extra pounds, horrible breath, no coffee yet, whatever, you are spectacular because a little bit of heaven can not help but be left behind by a heavenly Creator when He made you. Stop trying to be less than the amazing person of beauty that God created you to be. Stop trying to fit someone else’s mold or be talked into another version of beauty that fails to measure up to God’s intentions for you. Stop seeing yourself through someone else’s eyes and see yourself as God sees you… beautiful!

Lost Cat

This is a sad story.  It begins, as many stories do, with an abandoned, unwanted, sick, unlovely cat showing up at our doorstep, begging us to be his family.  Unable to send such a wretch away, we adopted this cat and loved it full bore.  We heaped food, water, medicine, warmth, comfort, all we could.  In time, this sickly, skin-and-bones cat grew healthier.  He gained weight, he grew less sick, and he was family.  We loved him.  I loved him.  We named him “Go Eat, Baby”, because that’s what we said to him most often.  So far, sounds like a happy ending.  However, the neighbor neglected to keep her pit bull mix (that had been mistreated) in her home and it was loose.  It came into our yard and attacked and killed our precious cat we had nursed back to health.  It was horrible, heart-breaking and devastated us all.  This was yesterday.  After late nights for everyone over our grief, I sat down to the computer to look for distraction.  And it hit me.  That is what Jesus goes through every day with us.  We are that cat.  We crawled to Him as a last resort, all hope gone.  He lovingly adopts us and nurses us back to health.  When we are starting to do well and enjoy life, here comes Satan to attack and kill us if he can.  We must not let him!  We must not give him that power!  We are safe in the arms of Jesus as long as we stay there.  If we run back when danger draws near, we squash all the generosity and meaning that Jesus heaped on us and invested in us already.  He nourishes us.  We must rest in Him and continue our path to a healthy soul!!