Limitless

Beautiful beauty,
I had to stop and ask myself a question today.
How long have I been searching for that something that makes me feel beautiful?
In what have I been finding my worth?
Man looks at the outward appearance but God looks at the heart.
But what is the outward appearance to man? What is beautiful?
Am I made to feel less like a person because im not a size two, because I have silly moles in random places or because my hair undone is a mess.
Should I be insecure that my boisterous laughter often startles the unsuspecting?
Am I crazy for finding joy in things that a twenty two your old should not find joy in like, children’s books, bubbles, and wiffle ball?
I don’t want to ever lose touch of that child in me, then I would lose touch of my faith, that childlike faith God commands us to have.
But back to beauty, are my imperfections really imperfections, or are they actually the very things that make me beautiful.
What if I turned my insecurities into something worth embracing? What if my little “quirks” was a positive rather than a negative”
Maybe my brown eyes although not blue or green, are endearing, calm, and limitless.
What if my hair undone and my flaws displayed made people more at ease around me? Then I embrace them. What if my beauty has to be sought. Not found at the first glimpse, what if you have to search, is that so bad?
And if the first thing you see when you look at me isn’t my body or my lips or my hair or my eyes, but there’s something just something you cant just put your finger on but its there, im ok with that.
Because my beauty isn’t attainable, describable, tangible, or common.
Rather vivid, rare, exotic and in Christ.
My Beauty is not of this world, not defined by this world, but of God defined by God, found in God.
And if this is my perspective, where can I go wrong.
I must know that it is not covered in make up hair done and dressed to the nines that ill have my best day.
The most breathe taking I will ever be is a mess broken tears streaked across my face, bearing all in the presence of God, you see because the closer he is to me the more beautiful I am.
I will not be defined, I will be limitless, every day an opportunity to be more beautiful, more captivating, every day a new opportunity to draw from the author of my beauty, My God!