Mischief dances in his voice and my husband repeats himself. "The guy told me, 'Thanks for all of your help. If your wife ever needs anything, like breast implants or liposuction, I'm your man.' Then the he nodded like it was a really great offer."
Just a nifty little quid pro quo between medical professionals, right?
Now, let me just thank the Lord God above right here and now for a husband who seems to have less of a temper than I do these days. Just as assertive as I've grown to be over the years, he's become more wise and gentle with age. I love that man, and yes indeed, that conversation really happened in the break room of a hospital. Conversations like that are probably a lot more common than we would think, and though I shrug them off, it's tempting to consider the "what ifs"...
Counterfeit (verb): To imitate fraudulently.
Oh, how good counterfeit has looked to me at certain points in my life! Ladies, I've spent so much time in the beauty classroom that I earned a Ph.D. in self-loathing (particularly in my late teens and early twenties). I have painful heart-knowledge of what it is to view the body through blurred and salty eyes in the mirror, and hating the form reflected back. I know how heavy the weight of disappointment is to carry; put there by the off-handed remarks of others. I have been down the dark path of comparison and wrestled with desperation to be someone...something...anything, different.
Sisters, I KNOW.
It's much bigger than a simple nip tuck. If we struggle in our belief about whether or not the created is good, we will find it increasingly difficult to trust that the character of our Creator is good. If He is good, why would He have put me together in a way that isn't attractive to others? Why would He subject us to the pain of not fitting in? We begin to question His goodness. We begin to question our worth. I know.
Maybe some of you are on the brink. Maybe you've had it with this soul-shell that you've become incredibly disenchanted with. Maybe you think a change could relieve the pain. Maybe? I don't have the answers, but I'd like to ponder some questions with you. In light of the ease at which our culture suggests we change our bodies to fit a mold, which is more audacious?
Audacious (adjective): showing a willingness to take surprisingly bold risks.
- Is it more audacious at this point to jump? To change the body?
- Or does audacity reside in the belief that God has made you in the exact form, strength, and gifting that He knows this world needs? That your family, children, and partners need?
In this civilization so full of pressure, remaining in this natural body seems more audacious of a task than does entertaining the change. Maybe, just maybe, somebody needs to tell you today that you are perfect. My sweet friends, hear this:
You. Are. Perfect. Perfected in Christ.
It's true. You and me; we may or may not be what the world thinks it wants on the pages of its magazines, but God says that we are what it NEEDS. He says that He doesn't need our efforts at perfection, He needs us perfect in our relationship to Him.
The world needs the bravest of our brave. It needs women, courageous and bold, aging and growing, to be pouring God-breathed wisdom into our younger generations. This is our training, girls. We're made for eternity. This world needs us more than it could ever understand:
Loving. At peace. Relentless in our purpose.
"So we tell others about Christ, warning everyone and teaching everyone with all the wisdom God has given us. We want to present them to God, perfect in their relationship to Christ." Col. 1:28
Our dimples are not diseases,
Nor wrinkles, blemishes.
The skin will fall despite efforts to bind it up...
Some have even lost their lives in the trying.
Scars are the memories of life's lessons;
The heart's grit patched and tightly bound.
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