A few weeks ago, my sweet friend Stefanie and I took off on an adventure. We'd been chatting about doing a portrait session to get a few new "head shots" for my blog and portfolio website, but we kept having to reschedule. Tuesday we tossed plans to see XMen out the window and headed out to Discovery Park. I had only been once before, to celebrate my birthday last summer, and to my amazement there were pockets of pretty places every where you looked! If you're ever in the Seattle area, you should definitely check it out.
Stef is not only an encouraging, hilarious, and faithful woman of God, but also a stellar photographer. You should check out her Instagram account and follow right away ;) We traipsed through the knee-high grass during golden hour, being followed by joggers, bicyclers, and the biggest mosquitos I've ever seen. Okay, the biggest mosquitos I've seen in the PNW. (Everything really is bigger in Texas, including the bugs. Yuck.)
The lovely Stefanie put up with my awkward and silly self and used her creative genius to snag the shots. We hid my chipping fingernails, I whipped my hair back and forth in the sun, and somehow she convinced me to lay down in the grassy meadow we stumbled upon. (Need I remind you I wouldn't walk barefoot in grass until college let alone lay down in it! She was a trooper putting up with me.) I've only been given a glimpse/sneak peak, but I love it already!
But you know what I noticed as soon as she posted this picture? I started picking out my flaws. I noted this element and that, criticizing my appearance and getting down on myself for one reason or another (listing the specifics would do no one any good) and somewhere along the way I skid to a grinding halt. Why do we do that? Why do we pick ourselves apart and struggle to take compliments? Why do we hold ourselves to society's ever-changing standard of beauty and resign ourselves to life with a less-than-enough mentality? I do it constantly, and I know I'm not the only one.
Somewhere along the way, society decided that we had to change, that we had to become a certain type to be enough. To be accepted. To be liked. To be loved, even. Friends, I want to tell you that is 100% false. You were made by the Master Creator. You were given gifts and talents uniquely purposed for your time on this earth. He delights in the way your hair falls in front of your eyes and has numbered each strand. The curve of your lips and the silhouette of your figure were carefully crafted by the original Sculptor.
"You are altogether beautiful, my darling; there is no flaw in you."
Song of Solomon 4:7
Altogether. Not one part of you or another. You are altogether beautiful. Your figure, your smile, your nervous habits, and your secret dance moves. You are altogether beautiful. The way you laugh, the way you cry, the way you crinkle your nose when you think. You are altogether beautiful.
Anywhere you think you lack, invite the Lord to shine His light. Ask Him what He loves about you, then wait and listen. Let Him romance you with scripture and woo you with worship music. Bask in the knowledge that you are enough. He came to this earth to make fill the void, declaring you worthy and righteous and perfect in Him. You are enough. And don't you forget it.