There is a link between your thoughts of yourself and how you look at another. The saying that “you are going to love yourself because God made you is not the truth.” First, you must look at yourself without those condescending, critical, goggles you have on! The truth is we can never love ourselves like God can to think otherwise is misleading yourself which will leave no room to change things…appearance or otherwise. Do you know what I am writing here this morning?! Secondly, our human bodies were created to change… grow old…and diminish in appearance. Ain’t nobody able to stop that. So quit looking for that hidden youth serum or that latest procedure. There is exercise…healthy diets…supplements..vitamins..etc. Thirdly, This ain’t Hollywood people. We don’t have airbrushes and computer experts able to change our appearance at a whim. Do I want to look spectacular? Um, yes but I have faced reality. Not enough money or time or collagen at my doorstep. Anyhow the previous ideals would shock me back to the here and now. Why is it we think true love of self is skin deep? True love of self is knowing our intentions, our thoughts, our reasons and meanings to how we struggle, how we deal, how we treat, and how we live. Do I love my body? Nope Do I love gaining weight or wrinkles or clothes not fitting? Nope, But I think in God’s eyes I am perfect. I think God cares less about my body and more about what controls my thoughts and rules my life. Next time you wish you were better looking or skinnier…or HOT remember to God the only one who should matter…YOU ARE. Can you improve? Certainly but don’t let it rule you. You might just begin to like yourself, you already are. Also, you will be kinder to others. You will appreciate them for their heart…not their appearance. You won’t be a “fake”.:)
Thoughts for today… All lives matter. All people deserve kindness and love. Pray for this world. It is struggling. Welcome a new day, many will never get to. Give to as many people as you are able. Why are there trouble makers and conflict stirrers around us? I hate humidity.😱 Try something new.
Once upon a time There was no reason or rhyme My heart held a song It was about where I belong My eyes held the pain Of my sorrow that was attached to my name. I had a load of questions Some good, some bad, and it was over decisions My head was filled with trouble My mind kept me in that bubble. I exploded one day It left me in an obscure way. Now I live in the, Someday, somehow And this girl seemed content, Though her heartstrings were bent If you’ve been there you know what I meant. The End is not here, nope Peace, Love, and Hope.