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As I waddle, my proboscis heralds my approach with the bright red wounds the dermatologist made. As my nose protrudes, it becomes a UV magnet, is frequently sunburned and thus the need to remove precancerous damage. Oh to only have the tiny nose of a starlet--or at least put some of its size on my lips.
And the only time anyone ever asks to borrow my shoes is when he or she wants to water-ski. I'm not a pretty picture.
However...
This morning in worship we sang a line that told of us casting our crowns before the Lord. I closed my eyes and saw myself before the throne of God. Next to me stood Queen Elizabeth. To the other side Angelina Jolie. In back of me worshiped President Obama. Each of us was loved by the great God Almighty, the Maker of the universe. He didn't care that I wasn't pretty, that my poor blog can't get fifty followers, that my life was humble and lowly and ordinary. I was no different to Him than these luminaries, and no less precious. I could cast my crown and it would be as accepted as Queen Elizabeth's crown jewels. I opened my eyes to my own beauty and the grace of God.
It's divine to be loved so indiscriminately.
Well said. God loves us just as we are. He loves me in spite of my faults and I am a beloved child of the King no matter how I feel about the way I look.
ReplyDeleteThanks for the transparency, and the truth.
ReplyDeleteLOL...your are royalty to the Lord, a princess, child of the Most High...and to me you're peachy keen.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Mrs. McClain, for your insightful little speech. I needed to read/hear this. I have what some folks call "an inferiority complex" - and it seems to be intent on interfering with my life. I am trying to put a stop to it, but I keep forgetting that God loves me "just as I am". Thank you for your words, Mrs. McClain. Thank you SO MUCH!!
ReplyDeleteHmmm...I always saw the necklace of grace you wore that sparkled with humor,the tall lean willow frame that swayed but did not break through the storms,Oh and the skirts of compassion you wore where many kids hid and found rest and safty. Love you my Beautiful Sis :)
ReplyDeleteKendra--it's Carol, not Mrs. and I pray we all see we're as beautiful, talented and have the divine right as much as anyone else.
ReplyDeleteTina, have I told you lately how much I love you?
Key to this game is longevity. Stick with it, the followers will come!
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