BODIES
Oh, what a beautiful body we have for we have been created by God
I tell people every day that they are beautiful. I tell my sister that she is beautiful. Yet, I struggle with telling myself that I am beautiful. I know that I have a beautiful heart and soul, because God created me. However, some days it is hard for me to see the beauty in my physical self.
Some days all I can see are the curves, the scars, the bruises, the scratches, and the disfigured joints. There are days that I just wish I had a new body. All I can see is the sin that has wrecked havoc upon my body and mind. When I look in the mirror all I see is someone who should be trying harder. I see someone who has failed at so many diets and so many exercise gimmicks. I see an old woman, when I should be seeing a young twenty-three year old.
I try every day to tell myself that I am beautiful. That in my own way I have that gorgeous quality. I have my good days when I feel pretty, but they are soon ruined by some air-brushed magazine cover or digitally altered swimsuit commercial. I know that they are edited images, but there is still some bit of truth in the picture.
I have to hold onto that promise that Jesus made; that when He returns we will be given new, perfect, spotless bodies. But what will this body look like? Will I be a size 2 and have long, flowing hair? I really don’t care at this point. As long as God grants me a body that is pain-free and not disfigured, I will be happy.
What can we expect from the Ultimate Designer? We can only expect one thing from Him: Love. In His infinite wisdom and love He will give us heavenly bodies, so that we will not find ourselves wanting.
Someday these bruises will fade. Someday these scars will become just a memory. And I pray for the day that the disfigurations will be just like something from a forgotten nightmare.
