One of Those Days...

...when God's timing is perfect.

So it has been one of those days that I have felt down about myself.  I was just feeling not good enough, not pretty enough, not _____ enough (it could have been almost anything).

A friend of mine posted this video on her Facebook for me:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IIDEs0xhcBs&sns=fb

Here are the lyrics in case you don't get to the link:

"Beautiful for Me" by Nichole Nordeman

Every girl young and old has to face her own reflection
Twirl around, stare it down
What’s the mirror gonna sayWith some luck, you’ll measure up
But you might not hold a candle to the rest
“Is that your best?” says the mirror to the messBut there’s a whisper in the noise
Can you hear a little voice
and he says

Has anybody told you you’re beautiful?
You might agree if you could see what I see
Oh
‘Cuz everything about you is incredible
You should have seen me smile the day that I made you beautiful for me

If it’s true beauty lies in the eye of the beholder
What my life and what’s inside to give him something to behold
I want a heart that’s captivating
I wanna hear my Father say
Has anybody told you you’re beautiful?
You might agree if you could see what I see
Oh
‘Cuz everything about you is incredible
You should have seen me smile the day that I made you beautiful for me
Close your eyes
Look inside
Let me see the you that you’ve been trying to hide
Long ago, I made you so very beautiful
So I ought to know you’re beautiful

Has anybody told you you’re beautiful?
You might agree if you could see what I see
Yeah
‘Cuz everything about you is incredible
You should have seen me smile the day that I made you beautiful
You’re so beautiful
Beautiful for me
So beautiful for me
Has anybody told you?


I nearly burst into tears because this is EXACTLY what I needed to hear at that exact moment.  Today I was questioning my self worth, I was questioning my beauty.  But, I am okay now.  I might not be as beautiful as some people I tend to compare myself to (despite my best efforts not to) or as I want to be but that doesn't matter.  I have a Father in Heaven (and here on earth) who thinks I am beautiful.  And that is all I need right now.  I don't need a scale to tell me I am beautiful (note, that it never did even at my lowest weight, highest weight, or anything in between), I don't need a guy to tell me I'm beautiful.  My God thinks I am beautiful and I can rest in that.