I always joke with Sam that we will write a book someday. A book about marriage. No, we aren't perfect but we have both enjoyed so much the journey. Last night while making supper he said, "When we write our book we are going to have a chapter called, 'Believing He Thinks You Are Beautiful." I immediately thought back to a conversation that we had a few weeks ago about how a woman we know has such confidence in her looks.
Sam's reply when I made the comment was, "Her husband tells her every day that she is beautiful. And she believes it."
It is known that in recent years I have struggled with my appearance.
Never thin enough, never tone enough, and sadly, never happy enough.
God has really been calling me to a place of being content with the here
and now, with all that He has provided. One such area has been my self
body image. I have felt especially convicted of this watching my
children grow and develop and not wanting to pass my insecurities on to
them. What if all they remember is me not being happy with my weight?
What if all they remember is my constant talk about the number on the
scale? Or how much I don't like this part of my body? It can and will
consume our lives if we let it, it is a choice to not.
My husband is head over heals in love with me, I can honestly say that. He would move mountains for me. He tells me every single day how hot I am. He comments on my clothing and how nice I look in it. I had pulled out some short sleeve shirts in the nice weather last week and I asked Sam how my arms looked, I was worried that the sleeves were too tight and it made my arms look bad. He looked at me and said, "Seriously? You are beautiful." Then he sweetly reminded me I shouldn't be worried about that.
How many times are we told how beautiful we are by our husband and we choose to ignore it? Sam commented last night how much better my mood (yes, commenting in dangerous territory!) was now that I believe how beautiful he knows I am. It has totally changed how I look at myself, and it has really changed how we interact with each other. I have been working hard on letting Sam's compliments settle in my thick brain and really live like I know that he believes I am beautiful. Guess what? He noticed. And he was giddy about it, as giddy as Sam gets.
So this got me thinking about how quickly I am to turn away God's compliments that He pours on me. How many times does God lavish love on us and we choose to dismiss it?? Choose to ignore it because we feel like we don't deserve it? We feel like we aren't good enough.
Ladies, it is time we claim it. It is time I stop dismissing my husband and really believe that he think I am absolutely beautiful. And live confidently behind it!
It is time that we stop pushing away the Heavenly Father's love for us.
Sit back, and let Him lavish is love on us. Because when we are able to recieve love from the Heavenly Father, we can then turn around and pour that love right back out on everyone around us.
I am not sure why, but this song has been ringing through my mind this week. Maybe it will bless you also.