I used to think that beauty came from the outside. All of my friends were beautiful. Perfect skin. Beautiful eyes. Great smile. They were beautiful and I was the “friend.” If my beauty was never enough for me, how could it ever be enough for someone else?
If God, who created all things and all people, finds me special and beautiful who am I to challenge Him. He knows me better than I know myself. He knows I am beautiful and I need to learn that God sees me in ways I may never understand but make me unique, special, and BEAUTIFUL!!!