If anyone was to say that they have never once looked in the mirror and pointed out everything that was “wrong” or “ugly” or “jiggly” about themselves, they would be a liar.
Admit it. You’ve done it.
I’ve done it. I still do it. All the time.
It’s so easy to get caught up in what the mirror tells you, or what the number on your scale says, and it’s even easier to begin to poke and prod at our “lumpy” parts or our scars or stretch marks and hate them. I have done that my entire life. I was always the fat kid growing up and boy, did the bullies let me know it. That old saying, “Sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me” is total crap.
Words wrecked any self confidence that I had.
Every time I look(ed) in the mirror, I didn’t see my pretty blue eyes or my straight, white smile. No, I saw cellulite and stretch marks and scars. I would pinch (and I am still so guilty of doing this) my “problem” areas calling myself fat and ugly, and tell myself, “Lauren, you are not good enough. You are not skinny enough or pretty enough. Why can’t you look like the other girls?”
I tore myself down every chance I got. I still do this a lot. It’s hard, like anything that becomes a habit, to break. But a few weeks ago this really hit me hard:
When we shame our bodies, we are telling God that He made a mistake with us, that He failed to make us perfect, just as He promises us.
Let that sink in…
Who are we to tell the Man Himself, the Holy One, the Creator of the Earth and everything living on it, that He messed up when He created us? As cheesy as it sounds, there is not a single person that is the same, because that is the way God created us; different yet equally as beautiful.
God doesn’t make mistakes.
For we are his workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works, which God prepared beforehand, that we should walk in them.
Our bodies are described as temples in 1 Corinthians. Would we look at an ancient temple in Spain or the Middle East or Asia and think, “Geez, what an ugly temple…”. No way! We would be in awe of its every crack and crevasse. This is how God wants us to look at ourselves, because when we take on the mindset that, “Oh wow, my body is beautiful with its marks and scars and jiggle”, we begin to praise Jesus for it. We begin to glorify our God for creating such beauty within us!
Or do you not know that your body is a temple of the Holy Spirit within you, whom you have from God? You are not your own, for you were bought with a price. So glorify God in your body.
1 Corinthians 6:19-20
I will be totally honest, I still struggle every day trying to see my beauty in the Lord but I know it’s there.
I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Wonderful are your works; my soul knows it very well.
I have challenged myself, and I would like to extend it to anyone who wants to, to do something: Every day when you look in the mirror, every time you look in the mirror, thank God for something that He created on your body. It can be external or internal, heart stuff or appearance. Just take the time to acknowledge the beauty that He has created inside and outside of you because each of us is precious and perfect in God’s eyes. And His vision is the right vision.