We live in a culture that focuses on outward appearance. Some days it seems like everyone around me worships youth and exalts physical attractiveness.
And sadly I too often find myself falling into the trap of looking no further than the surface of people and things and missing the true beauty buried underneath.
I remember first reflecting on this years ago, the day of Princess Diana’s funeral, September 6, 1997. Every major network covered the event. All day long the news anchors talked about Diana. They showed videos and photos of her hobnobbing with celebs, playing with her boys, and visiting the less fortunate—even HIV patients. They tracked her changing style and talked about how much her gowns cost and who designed them. Later those same gowns would be auctioned off for charity.
In an odd twist, Mother Teresa had died the day before—just five days after Diana. Though they died the same week and the world would honor both of them in some way (India would give Mother Teresa a state funeral on September 13.), the two women could not have been more different when it came to outward appearance.
I doubt any young women intentionally copied Mother Teresa’s hair style. She didn’t have a bikini body to show off for the paparazzi. Celebs weren’t lining up to dance with her at state dinners or writing songs for her. No former lovers were tapped to write tell-all books. I couldn’t think of anyone who would bid for a garment she’d worn on Ebay.
Yet I wondered how Mother Teresa looked in God’s eyes . . .
Did her incredible heart outshine the physical beauty He’d given Princess Diana?
Did God smile as He replayed images of Mother Teresa hugging an orphan or washing a beggar’s feet?
Did He see a trace of His beloved Son in every wrinkle and gray hair of this woman who had spent her whole life serving Him?
I’m so thankful that our Heavenly Father is the “God Who Sees.” He views what no one else can—the real us, the part of that will live for eternity, the part of us that bears His Image.
Perhaps that thought should scare me, but it doesn’t.
Like the woman at the well, I’ve looked into the eyes of Him who “knew all about the things I did, who knows me inside and out” and seen only love there.
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“She gave this Name to the Lord who spoke to her, ‘You are the God Who Sees Me.’” ~Genesis 16:13, The Message~
A story I read recently—Rachel Hauck’s A Brush with Love—reminded me of this truth.
The novella focuses on hair stylist Ginger Winters. Though Ginger has an uncanny ability to bring out the beauty in others, she can’t see anything attractive in herself. Scarred by a childhood tragedy, Ginger is content to hide behind her many scarves and never reveal her true self—until preacher Tom Wells comes back into her life.
Tom invites Ginger to see herself as he sees her and—more importantly—as God sees her.
The result is a sweetly romantic story that resonates with a profound message:
God sees the true beauty in every one of us.
Are you or someone you know in need of soaking in that message today?
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Let’s celebrate the God Who Sees Us!
Thanks for joining me on this awesome journey! Blessings, friends!
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