I just finished a three-hour cleaning blitz on my house. It needed it badly. When you have four cats, a dog and two teenagers…well, you get the picture.
I recently signed up to be an independent Mary Kay beauty consultant. What is so ironic about it is that it comes on the heels of Beth Moore’s Esther Bible study that we are wrapping up at church. Back in Esther’s time, beauty was a treatment. It had nothing to do with who you were as a person. When Esther was taken into the harem to be presented before King Xerxes, she, along with the other women were given 12 months of treatments. Six months with oil of myrrh and six with perfumes and cosmetics. Wow…were these women in their natural state so bad?? I guess if they were hard-working maybe they had calloused hands or feet. Their skin may have been dry from the desert sun. In order to be Queen, you had to appear pampered and it took a year to get these ladies’ where they were looking pampered.
I so firmly believe that beauty begins on the inside. We could be the most gorgeous woman on the outside but continually spew venom, criticism, and cut people down, people will look past the beauty and see the ugly on the inside. Think about these Hollywood “beauties.” Once you read a tabloid cover while standing in the supermarket line about how nasty they were to a “commoner,” it changes your attitude toward them, doesn’t it? I used to wish I was as beautiful as they were but I’ve come to see that they live shallow, hollow lives. Some of them are so thin, you can see their ribs. How sad is that? I’ve seen ads in the local paper here looking for extras for a film that Robert Redford is producing and they only want women that are size 0-4. That’s not a woman. Have you noticed that women that small don’t have any boobs to speak of, naturally, because they don’t have the natural fat that God gave them. So, then they go have implants, which make them sick or kill them. Botox makes them look permanently scared or like their lips got sucked into a vacuum cleaner. Fake boobs, fake hair, fake nails, tummy tucks, liposuction, botox…where does it end?
Vanity…vanity, all is vanity. King Solomon had it right.
Why can’t we be comfortable in our own skin? This is who God made us to be. He never makes mistakes. Who cares what others think about us? It is the Lord that we should aim to please. He’s the only One that counts.
Human nature is to judge from the outside inward. We tend to size people up by the clothes they wear or the car they drive or their hairstyle. It isnt until after we get to know them that we see who they are…their personality, heart and soul.
When you look in the mirror each day, what do you see? I see every physical flaw. I have a cow lick on the side of my head which makes my hair stick out in the wrong place. I have crow’s feet around my eyes when I smile. I have hair that grows funny on the back of my neck causing the layering pieces to look like I have a duck tail. I see my not-so-white teeth. I see my double chin. I see signs of aging. Sometimes, I wish there were no such thing as mirrors. Of course, then we might scare people to death if we didn’t have a chance to fix our frightening hair before we left home, right?
I’ve been married 23 years. I remember when I first saw my husband, my heart did backflips. He was HOT. I called him a “hunk” and my mother-in-law never let me forget that. Through the years we have both changed physically. It is a natural part of aging and some of it has been our own fault of over-induldging. But you know what? When I look at him, I don’t look at his looks. I see him: the man inside, the man I fell in love with.
You know what is so wonderful about the Lord? He sees inside. He searches our hearts. He knows us intimately and still loves us unconditionally. What a wonderful comfort that is! These physical bodies will be left behind when we are taken home to be with Him and I cannot wait to see what my glorified body will look like. White teeth? Beautiful, long raven hair without gray streaks? No wrinkles or freckles? ~sigh~
I remember the first time I read Revelation and it described Jesus with white hair like wool and a white robe, I panicked inside. Strange, right? Well, all of my life, as I’m sure with you, man’s depiction of our Lord and Savior has been with brown hair and blue eyes. That’s our image of Christ. That’s not what He looks like. He was born a Jew. How many middle eastern people have you seen with brown hair and blue eyes? I wondered why Hollywood always put that spin on it. I guess to make Him stand out from the rest. The most accurate to me, was Mel Gibson’s “The Passion of the Christ.” Jim Caviezel had those eyes that were very expressive and his hair and eye coloring were that of what I would expect from Jews of Jesus’ day. Of course, Revelation does use a lot of descriptive terminology that is not necessarily literal. The white could be literal but then again it could signify purity. Jesus is pure and holy.
Each of our personalities are different and our minds are shaped by what we read and watch on TV. I have really cut back on what I watch on television because once it is in your mind, you can’t just etch-a-sketch it out. The old saying “garbage in – – garbage out” is true. As children of God, if Jesus Christ is the Lord and Savior of your life, then you have the mind of Christ but you also still have your natural mind. They are constantly at war. Who wins? The one you feed the most.
Oh be careful little eyes what you see….
Be blessed in the Lord!