I woke up this morning in an OK mood. :)
Cleaning lady is coming. So I had to clear things off my dresser and my sink.
It's cloudy. I feel semi-fat.
I go upstairs to get out of the cleaning lady's way and Uncle Wally has an episode of Oprah for me to watch.
All in all, a very BEAUTIFUL married couple survives a horrific plane accident. They hold on to dear life to come back deformed and for their kids to not really recognize them and for them to have a severely hindered lifestyle.
Yet, they are still loving. grateful. and faithful.
The wife was (and still is, but in a different way) absolutely gorgeous and now her face is a collage of skin pieces...for lack of a better description. When standing in front of a picture of her pre-accident, she was asked how she feels when she looks at that picture of her and she said, she has accepted that she was beautiful then and that she is beautiful now. And she meant it.
All the while I stand in front of the mirror criticizing my smile, my figure, my skin etc.
Shooooot. I'm beautiful, flaws and all. God has made me this way to make someone very happy and to be a blessing and to appreciate the work of art He has made in me.
I'm beautiful by design. And so are you...by a different design.
Ain't that sumthin'.
the measure of a man
15 years ago
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