As a woman, I’ve fallen into the trap we women (and men too) can so easily fall into.
Wishing my hair was thicker, my skin was tanner, my nose was straighter.
At every turn, we’re bombarded with the world’s definition of beauty.
Whether it’s the airbrushed models or actresses we see on the covers of magazines. The commercials and the ads and the billboards proclaiming quick fixes to acne or cellulite or dark circles or any other possible “flaw” a person should really hurry up and hide. Or Victoria’s Secret absolutely ridiculous “perfect body” campaign.
That is a flat-out impossible standard for probably 98% of women in this world. But I guess if Victoria says it, it must be true, right?
Somewhere in the midst of all that noise and all those lies, we lose our compass.
Instead of looking up to see what our Creator has to say about us, we look around and fall into the horrible, dreaded trap of comparison, which inevitably leads to the road marked “not good enough”.
We forget that He formed us in our mother’s womb. We forget that we are a reflection of Him.
I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Wonderful are your works; my soul knows it very well. ~Psalm 139:14
We so easily diss HIS creation. HIS masterpiece. You. Me. Us.
I really think we have this idea of beauty all wrong. Messed up. Out of whack.
Which is why I’m so excited about this FACEme tour today, organized by a couple of my author friends.
A day when we take off the makeup and we celebrate beauty. REAL beauty. Which ALL of us have.
In this day and age of selfies, where let’s be honest, we take twenty shots in search for the best angle and the most flattering light, I have a series of selfies that is by far, my favorite. I’m not wearing make up. I don’t have my contacts in. I’m still in my pajamas and I’m sure I hadn’t even brushed my teeth yet. They were taken over a month ago, in the Democratic Republic of the Congo, where my daughter lives.
I look at these pictures and I see beauty.
Because love is beautiful and SHE makes me a more beautiful person. That is real. That is something that can’t be airbrushed or filtered. That is something that will never fade.
That is something, God-willing, I will get to teach her some day.
Today, as you hop around to the various blog posts celebrating beauty, which are all listed at the bottom of this post, I hope God whispers words of love and affection and healing to your heart. I hope He shows you how beautiful you really are.
All of us participating in the #FACEme blog tour are posting selfies without makeup or filters or perfect lighting. The name of the game is celebrating the natural beauty God’s given each of us.
This is me. And God calls me beautiful.
He calls you the same.
A #FACEme Giveaway!
In celebration of this inspiring #FACEme tour, I’m giving away a copy of my most recent novel, A Broken Kind of Beautiful, which is all about this tricky thing we call beauty. There are several ways to enter. Just click on the options below and enter as many ways as you’d like! I hope Ivy’s story ministers to you!
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Sometimes everything you ever learned about yourself is wrong.
Fashion is a fickle industry, a frightening fact for twenty-four year old model Ivy Clark. Ten years in and she’s learned a sacred truth—appearance is everything. Nobody cares about her broken past as long as she looks beautiful for the camera. This is the only life Ivy knows—so when it starts to unravel, she’ll do anything to hold on. Even if that means moving to the quaint island town of Greenbrier, South Carolina, to be the new face of her stepmother’s bridal wear line—an irony too rich for words, since Ivy is far from the pure bride in white.
If only her tenuous future didn’t rest in the hands of Davis Knight, her mysterious new photographer. Not only did he walk away from the kind of success Ivy longs for to work maintenance at a local church, he treats her differently than any man ever has. Somehow, Davis sees through the façade she works so hard to maintain. He, along with a cast of other characters, challenges everything Ivy has come to believe about beauty and worth. Is it possible that God sees her—a woman stained and broken by the world—yet wants her still?
To order A Broken Kind of Beautiful, scroll down to the buy links at the bottom of this page.
Bloggers who are joining the #FACEme tour today:
A free short story I wrote a few years ago about a little girl who thinks she’s ugly: His Masterpiece
Tell me one thing that’s beautiful about YOU!