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The other day while I was riding my bike through our subdivision, I saw a very attractive teenager walking up her driveway. At least I thought that’s what I saw.
And then she turned around.
It wasn’t a teenager, or even a twenty-ager. The strikingly beautiful woman with long shiny blond hair, stylish size 4 skinny jeans and awesome boots, was 50. I know this because I met her and her young daughter ten years ago.
Ah, her daughter. That’s another story. Keri, as I’ll call her, was chubby, nondescript, and shy from the day she was born. Now nearing twenty, she’s still, well, chubby, nondescript, and shy.
How must it feel to grow up with a drop-dead gorgeous mother? I thought, pedaling my bicycle. Usually it’s the other way around – we moms fade into the background as our lovely daughters come into full bloom. That’s hard enough. But to be the plain-Jane daughter of someone who turns heads wherever she goes?
Gotta be rough.
But don’t we all live on some sort of comparison hamster wheel? There’s always someone prettier around to compare ourselves to and make us feel that we just don’t measure up. A sister … cousin … neighbor … co-worker. And it’s rough.
Then I remembered something from my book, More Beauty, Less Beast. It was in the chapter called, “Not Just Plain Vanilla,” about the tendency we women have to focus on the external rather than the internal to feel more beautiful. It can become an obsession if we’re not careful.
“The real issue is our dependency upon augmentation of our God-given appearance for acceptance and self-esteem, whether through makeup, surgical alterations, or high fashion. How dependent are we on external fixes to feel that we fit in? Are accepted? Are attractive?
Papa God created us, each and every one a masterpiece – in our natural state, rough-hewn and raw. And He loves us lavishly, just that way.
Not one of us is plain vanilla! Our flavor comes through the creative passion of our Master Designer, not how we decorate ourselves.”
I hope sweet, dear Keri realizes she can be mocha mint chocolate chip if she wants to be. Because her unique flavor comes from the inside out.
So what flavor are you?
I see more in nature that makes me stop and appreciate all god's creation. I'm drawn to the beautiful butterflies and the light way the flow thru the air. Inspiring me to keep my day light as well. Thanks for you kind thoughts on this blog
I would have to say that I am a combination of coffee & cocoa and not just because they are my favorite flavors. Coffee and cocoa are bitter without the addition of other ingredients to make them sweet and smooth like adding some sugar and milk. I need others in my life to round me out and bring out the best in me. I think we all need other people and then let God use His big spoon to stir us up into a wonderful, sweet mocha cappuccino.
Thanks so much for your comments, Jen and Sandi. I love to hear from you!