"Beauty is in the eye of the beholder"
My husband sees me in the morning
Groggy, definitely having a bad hair moment
No makeup
And according to him....I'm beautiful!!!
OK...so he needs glasses I think. But all kidding aside....he really means it and it blows me away.
If he sees the wrinkles, he knows how each one of them was creased into my aging face. Many matching wrinkles he has earned himself in the same battles.
Battle scars....all warriors have them.
And my Abba has the best vision of all......and He sees me as beautiful. How can that be?
I read the Song of Solomon and recognize His love for us expressed there. Beauty often only He can see. In spite of all my scars of fear and worry....He sees me as beautiful.
My husband sees me in the morning
Groggy, definitely having a bad hair moment
No makeup
And according to him....I'm beautiful!!!
OK...so he needs glasses I think. But all kidding aside....he really means it and it blows me away.
Battle scars....all warriors have them.
And my Abba has the best vision of all......and He sees me as beautiful. How can that be?
Perhaps the true test of real love.....deep, passionate, lasting love.
Seeing the beauty.
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