I used to be a size 4 in highschool. I was thin and healthy looking. But, when I look at the pictures, I am not impressed. I don’t want to look like that person in the pictures anymore because I was lost. I had problems. I did not know God. That made me ugly. Even though I am no longer a size 4, I feel beautiful. I feel beautiful because every time I look in the mirror, I see the work that Jesus has done. That is beauty. There is a light behind my eyes that was not there before.

Today, pastor preached about the fact that Jesus was not a handsome man to make people want to follow Him. He did not pick the most handsome body for Himself. He wanted people to see His heart and His love for them, not his body. Today, people judge others based upon how they look. If a person appears to be less than desirable, that person is often shunned or mistreated. I saw a news clip about a little girl whose mother consented to getting her plastic surgery because she was being teased. One of her ears stuck out a little further than the other so the other children made fun of her. I can’t judge her mother for deciding to fix the problem. Parents want to protect their children whenever possible. The point is that people young and old make fun of or avoid things that are out of the norm. Beauty is truly skin deep in our society today. I have found that beauty comes from Jesus. Nowadays,  people are attracted to me and can’t understand why. They do know that it is not my looks. They see Jesus and they need Him. They need what happened to me to happen to them. Let it be, Jesus. Amen.