I want to be beautiful
I look at the flesh and I long for the days when there was less of mine. I've never been carefreeabout my image. I'm vain. More vain than I would like to admit. Probably not as vain as some, but I look in the mirror a lot. I grieve over bad haircuts. I stress over the extra 20 pounds(ok...maybe 30...15 for each child). But today I had a revelation. I read a story and was lost in amoment where daughter looks at mother and sees pure beauty. Not perfect hair or body. But thetimeless beauty of the heart. The beauty of the Lord residing in heart. Deep rooted. Grown longand hard. Tried and found faithful.
Beauty that displays beauty.
I want to make Him look beautiful. When my sons remember their mom I want them to see the beauty of a gentle and quiet spirit in love with her Savior and content with His peace. I wantthem to see beauty.
But not mine.
His.Come with me on a journey to the true meaning of beautiful, biblical womanhood. We’ll bestudying Abigail, David and Nabal from the book of 1 Samuel in the Old Testament. This book is a very personal gift to you. If you’re blessed by it, please feel free to pass it along to another
life in need of change.
Brooke
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