it's beautiful. every bit is beautiful. The steps you take upon the wet pavement and the tenacity of your soul. Your unmanageable hair and your optimistic spirit. The words in your head and the speed of your heart. The spot on your thumb where your pencil creates a callous. The same mundane path across campus that you travel every day. The mole on your face that's been there since birth. The mismatched socks and the trouble you receive for being a lover of God. The alarm that you've snoozed five times and the breakfast that you skipped because you were late. The polka dot dress that adorns your frame and the friendly sweatpants that stayed with you through many challenges.
it's so beautiful. I know you don't see it that way, but that is the way it is seen by your Father. every step on your unique path, and every stubborn hair that returns to its original place, and every time you burst into tears for the tiniest reasons: it is all held in the hands of a perfect Creator.
Every tear you shed is kept in His bottle. Nothing about you is wasted. Nothing goes unnoticed, left by the wayside, forgotten, hindered. He doesn't brush away your problems. They are not insignificant to Him. They are priority for Him because you are priority. There is nothing too large for Him, and nothing too shocking for Him.
In your simple routine, tarry a while longer to meditate on this glorious thought: "Earth holds no sorrow that heaven can't heal." (David Crowder.) For nothing is too large or too weighty for Him. His burden is easy and His yoke is light.
You are so very beautiful. Don't feel that you have to prove it in order to be it. You don't have to prove or earn your beauty in order to display it. It has already been proven. The cross so very pointedly proved that you are beautiful. you are worth it. all you must do is seize it, accept it, live it.
Accept love. Allow it in. Let it be. It's okay.
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