I may be the only person in the world who thinks like this, but I recently decided that if I had to choose a song to have been written about me, it would be “Like Jesus Does” by Eric Church.
Now. If you’d asked me a year ago, it would have been something different. Probably “Learning How to Bend” by Gary Allen or something.
And if you ask me six months from now, it’ll probably be different.
I am obsessed with music like that.
But what is occurring to me is that when it comes down to how I want to be described, and how I’d want to be immortalized in song, it’s never a song about outward beauty…It’s always about inward beauty.
About Godliness in some way piercing someone in a way that leaves a mark.
But, if you look at how I spend most of my time, what the majority of my day goes towards, my pinterest boards, my Facebook account, and my bank account, they would show a woman much more concerned with outward beauty than inward beauty.
If you listened to how I talk, took a look in my closet, and browsed my cosmetic drawer, you’d see a woman concerned with how she looks physically.
Interestingly enough, a year ago I was encouraged to make a list of the attributes I wanted to be true of myself in 10 years and none of the things I listed – not one – has anything to do with how I look physically.
Botox was not listed.
Neither was a beauty regimen.
Nor a million-dollar-miracle-working night cream.
I can tell you some of what was listed:
– Marked by grace (Luke 6:36)
– Habitually giving stress to the Lord (1 Peter 5:7)
– A soul that pants for God (Psalm 42:1)
– Measure wealth not by what I have, but why what I have to give (Proverbs 21:26)
– Liberal in my selflessness toward my family (Philippians 2:4)
I am all about a cute getup. I love a good hair do. I go half insane over a great pair of boots. And I am personally of the conviction that taking care of my complexion honors the Lord, because I am caring for and honoring what He gave me.
But I can’t help but notice that when I put my mind to it, my innards are what I care about, but when I put my time to it, my outward appearance goes for the win.
I was talking with a good friend about how obsessed we become with our appearance. How it can be such a time sucker, a confidence kicker, and an easy bulls eye for Satan.
I think for most women, our appearance is one of Satan’s easiest targets. He knows if he can get us feeling ugly or fat, we are easily rendered useless.
An obsession with our appearance is the ultimate trip up.
A bad hair cut? I can’t leave my house until this grows out.
Yellowing teeth? Better not smile. EVER.
Someone comments on our weight? I want to die. Or starve myself. Probably both.
A break out? MUST hibernate until this passes.
Nothing to wear? I can’t show up wearing this. Or this. Or this. Or any of that.
Sound familiar at all?
Outward insecurities can be altogether debilitating.
But inward security can be altogether liberating.
That is what I am reminding myself, and plastering on my mirror: inward security can be altogether liberating.
The security that only comes from these truths…
Do not let your adorning be external—the braiding of hair and the putting on of gold jewelry, or the clothing you wear— but let your adorning be the hidden person of the heart with the imperishable beauty of a gentle and quiet spirit, which in God’s sight is very precious. 1 Peter 3:3-4
Charm is deceitful, and beauty is fleeting, but a woman who fears the Lord is to be praised. Proverbs 31:30
I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Wonderful are your works; my soul knows it very well. Psalm 139:14
So we do not lose heart. Though our outer self is wasting away, our inner self is being renewed day by day. 2 Corinthians 4:16
Those who look to him are radiant, and their faces shall never be ashamed. Psalm 34:5
Some days I never even worry about my insides because I look in the mirror before I examine myself before the Lord. And I get tripped up by what people can see, and by what the mirror is showing me, instead of giving myself and my day fully to the Lord.
I’m recognizing that when I am confident about what is going on in my heart, and what is going on in me before the Lord, I become less worried about what type of day my hair is having.
So I’m trying to start my day by looking at my reflection in the Lord, before I check on my reflection in the mirror.
I like what I see in His eyes better anyway.