Quotes like these irk me:
‘A women’s greatest asset is her beauty’
Does this mean, I, as a women only become something when I’m deemed as beautiful through others perception of me? What about those moments, you know the ones, those ones we all go through, where we really don’t know whether we are coming or going. The stormy seasons where you really can’t see yourself through the eyes of the One who created you. Where you really don’t know Whose image you were created in. What happens then? Have we then lost that thing that supposedly defines us? Which defines our being? Our existence?
Furthermore, is my worth then fixated on something which is temporal? If beauty is my greatest asset, and physical beauty is fleeting- does that mean I’m only worth something for a small window of my life? What happens after that window passes. Does my worth as a human being to decrease?
I’ll freely give you something which I learnt after years of heart ache.
Do you know what is beautiful?
The only thing beautiful about me is Jesus.I was pretty broken, wretched and ugly in sin before I met Him, and the fact that in an ingenuous move of creativity, God found pleasure in allowing me to bear His image, when for years I couldn’t even resemble Him in anyway, will forever leave me humbled. Many of us do not see the love and patience we’ve been created in or with, and when we choose to pigeon hole beauty into strict inflexible criteria that can be whittled down to height, size, complexion and weight- we get this…
‘Can’t wait to watch the #VictoriaSecretFashionShow so I can feel guilty for the 5 Chick’n less nuggets I just had for dinner’.
#’VictoriaSecretFashionShow : destroying girls self esteem since ’95’
When I come to school with a brown paper bag over my face you’ll know why #victoriasecretfashionshow
i can’t even watch the #VictoriaSecretFashionShow because i know it’ll make my self esteem go dangerously low
Regular people must feel ugly when they see Cheerleading on TV. Well tonight cheerleaders actually feel ugly#VictoriaSecretFashionShow
Eating McDonalds because it’s probably the last time I’ll ever want to see food after tonight #VictoriaSecretFashionShow
well…today’s the day all women hate themselves.#VictoriaSecretFashionShow
happy national insecurity day ! #victoriasecretfashionshow
Yup. I’m going to sit and watch the #VictoriaSecretFashionShowtonight with a tub of ice cream and a bucket of tears.
Above are tweets following the opening of a Victoria Secret Fashion show over in the USA, I stumbled upon these tweets whilst blog surfing. It wasn’t only the above tweets that I found disheartening- it was the response to them. A backlash came which saw many insulting the models- referring to them as bulimic and shapeless.
Hello vicious cycle of comparison and cruelty.
Comparison is honestly the thief of joy. Sometimes we demonize someone else, whether it be their figure or anything else that person has to make our own portion seem more appealing. This shouldn’t be the case, when you are content with what you have been giving, you will not find it necessary to insult or covet someone else. Fact. Do I think those tweets in response to the models are demoralising. Of course, I teared up as I read them, completely overwhelmed that we can be capable of seeing our selves in such little light when compared to others. Do I believe that it’s right to then attack the models?
The slim blonde model is just as beautiful as the plus size brunette who is a stay at home mum.
And here’s why:
They were both made by the hands of God- and God is not a respecter of persons, that something us humans do.
Compare the coral reef and then the Himalayan Mountains. Two completely different landscapes yet both made by the hands of God. Both are so beautiful, so awe-inspiring, but they are so incredibly different. Both are creatively designed, with just as much thought and precision, but each one holds a different sense of beauty in their own entirety. So why as humans do we believe there is only one category for beauty when nature shows us there is in fact a multitude? Compare beauty to language. If I chose to start this blog post in fluent Swahili many of you may not be able to understand it. Does that detract from the fact that it is still a language? Of course not. Your inability to understand or perceive something doesn’t alter what it is. Your inability to see God’s creativity behind something or someone doesn’t detract from the fact that it is there. Just because people may deem certain features attractive and others unattractive does not make them thus so. They just have failed to see the Creators creativity behind it all. Unless you are a language connoisseur, I very much doubt you will understand every language on earth. So why do we think that everything that doesn’t fit into our very restrictive sense of beauty is anything but- beautiful.
God creates everything epically and in love..
That includes us.
God knew what He was doing when He created you.
He doesn’t use erasers
Yes, your waist was meant to be like that.
As well as your legs, hips, bum and thighs.
Now it’s a different case altogether if you’re not taking care of yourself. You’re body is the temple of the Holy Ghost, and if you can’t take care of the body God gave you, how are you going to take care of the body of Christ? I’m not condoning gluttony or slothfulness. I’m telling you to start loving you just as God intended you to be. Stop coveting someone else’s portion. There’s enough of everyone else in the world but only one of you. And if the world lost you it would lose the unique gift God made you to be.
I often wonder what a blind man deems as beautiful.
I suppose comments such as ‘beauty lies in the eye of the beholder’ would be a little tactless in that case.
Maybe it’s the smell of dew on grass after it rains.
Or the first cry of a new-born baby.
Or maybe its conversations that start with “Do you remember that one time when…?“
Or maybe it’s kindness.
Or maybe it’s humility.
Or maybe it’s love.
Because such beauty transcends the senses. Not being defined by them, but having a definition completely in its own right.
That’s the kind of beauty I see as having any worth.
So dear society
You made it pretty hard to understand myself growing up. But by God’s grace that won’t be the case for my children or their children or their children’s children.
Because God told me a secret.
He taught me how to see something beautiful in brokenness.
Because that’s exactly what He did when He looked at me