Remembering Beauty

Remembering Beauty

[pullquote width=”300″ float=”right”]Being a girl in this day and age makes me forget a lot of things. With Photoshop, images of what “perfect” should look like, and a bunch of other standards, feeling less than is easier to feel then it should be. [/pullquote]There are a lot of things I remember. Really fun times from when I was a kid, like playing go-fish and having tea parties with my Papa. Some things that aren’t as fun, like being grounded because I went past the cul-de-sac when mom had told me no. I remember some really happy times too, like when I had the same teacher and class for 3rd, 4th, and 5th grade and I got to see all of my friends again. I can also recite almost every episode of Gilmore Girls and can quote a ton of the Harry Potter books (side note, there is a new Harry Potter coming out July 31st and I am PUMPED). I can remember all sorts of stuff, maybe some in too much detail, but there are a lot of things that I forget, too. Like how much God loves me, how beautiful he thinks I am, and how cherished I am. All of these things tend to fall by the wayside.

Being a girl in this day and age makes me forget a lot of things. With Photoshop, images of what “perfect” should look like, and a bunch of other standards, feeling less than is easier to feel then it should be. I know that I always forget how beautiful God sees me when I’m looking in the mirror and don’t like what I see. It was worse before I really, truly found my identity through Jesus and not earthly things. But I still forget to remember sometimes. “For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother’s womb.” (NIV). This verse is highlighted in my bible, written on a Post-It note above my bed, and yet I still don’t remember it like I should. I forget that God created me and that He never makes mistakes.

Even if I find my identity in Jesus, I forget how beautiful I am to him and how that makes me beautiful. He knitted me together in my mother’s womb and he knew me before I was ever born. If a God like that did all of that for me, obviously His opinion of how beautiful I am really matters, right?

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Katie Thompson

Katie Thompson

Katie has a ton of loves, not the least of which are Jesus, Chocolate, Gilmore Girls and Harry Potter. She's currently studying history at a small Virginia university in hopes of being able to do something super awesome with it, just like Indiana Jones (minus all of the snakes and spiders).
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3 thoughts on “Remembering Beauty

  1. Diane

    “But I still forget to remember sometimes.” It is the plague of our free will, I think. That we forget too much good stuff, and remember too much bad stuff. I am studying about the Holy Spirit, and find that He is the guy that we can count to help us remember all that we have heard about God’s love for us. Still learning even now!

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  2. Gretchen

    Love this reminder, Katie. So with you on this. You would think, as a woman of a certain age (LOL) , I’d be over the social media hyped up images of perfection in everything from looks, to marriage, to what kind of Christisn I am (isn’t there only one kind, really?) , to parenting.

    That Scripture brings me back to center, too. ❤️

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  3. Tara

    I don’t know what I would have done with all of the social media your generation has when I was a teen/young adult. It was hard enough to navigate middle/high school/college without it. There was enough pressure to be “perfect”. So glad that you know you are perfect and be-YOU-ti-ful in His eyes. So thankful for His unconditional love.

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