I want to be like you
but you are just like me
Maybe I’ll stay an unchanged woman
But would I be happy as I am?
You see, every time I jump on the scales, I wish they were broken so I wouldn’t have to know my weight. Every time I look in the mirror I wish I could see a different version of myself…
But then there’s the magazine article about what’s-her-name and that diet that’s done wonders. It seems short lived when only a few weeks later we read about her weight woes and then later her “magical transformation” with before and after photos and her special “ten steps to diet success” – Yes you can have a body like her’s too!
Then I look at the close up shot of the cellulite a week later and wonder about the “magic” involved and where the spell went wrong (and why am I reading this stuff!) If I could transform myself magically or otherwise, what would I do? If I changed my outward appearance, I doubt I would stay happy for long. I can’t make myself stay young on the outside, but if I change the way I feel on the inside I will always be young.
You are only as old as you feel.
It is hard feeling good about ourselves. The amount of billboards I saw today showing women wearing nothing but underwear made me cringe. It did make me think, I wish I looked that good. But it also made me angry that we have to be bombarded with such advertising. It is so unhealthy. But it is hard to switch off and not look at the women. It is hard to ignore the billboards and not let them affect you. This is where we each have to say to ourselves: I am loved for who I am. We don’t need to try and be someone else. We are all the same in the sense that we all have imperfections, but if we are pure on the inside, our purity will radiate outwards. Only then will we be truely happy with ourselves.
The Lord does not look at the things man looks at. Man looks at the outward apparance, but the Lord looks at the heart. 1 Samuel 16:7
It is hard to look beyond the surface to the deeper things. I mean realising that there is a God that is more interested in our heart and who we are inside rather than what we look like can be hard to accept sometimes. We want people to like us so we feel the need to change our outward appearance: a new hair do, new clothes. Nah, lets not be dragged in by the advertisers claims: because you’re worth it. We are already beautiful, we just have to look past the surface to what’s inside.
Too bad a picture of the heart is not as attractive as a woman in underwear! 🙂