Rejected, dejected sad and confused
In the midst of my emotions I cry out to You.
Where is my beauty? Is it trapped deep within?
Only to be revealed when I am declared “thin.”
Lord I’m jealous, I’m angry - there is a battle inside.
Prayer, fasting, & worship are all things that I’ve tried.
I’m longing, I’m wanting - to be like You more
All the while focused on stripped down whores.
Putting themselves out there for all the world to see
Are these any sort of role models for me?
My worth does not come from the size of my thighs
Or how many men lust after me with their eyes.
My worth comes from You - You molded & formed me
There is nothing You’ve made that does not have beauty.
Why can’t I see myself as You do?
A heavenly creation made in Christ brand new.
My body is a temple to You it’s a treasure
The Spirit will be with me no matter my measure.
I will no longer listen to the Enemy who lied
I instead will stay focused on my Redeemer who died.
When doubt creeps in I will ask “How valuable must I be?”
That the Lord of heaven and earth sent His Son to die for me.
Thanks Mandi, that’s a great reminder to start my day with
Comment by Debs — November 16, 2006 @ 12:17 am
Great stuff, Mandi! Inspired and timely. Thanks for sharing with us
Comment by lady laura — November 16, 2006 @ 7:44 am
(((Mandi))) Beautiful!!!
Comment by Leann — November 16, 2006 @ 7:53 am
I’ve had days where I could relate to this ((HUGS)) Nicely put! Thank you for sharing.
Comment by Blair — November 16, 2006 @ 8:33 am
More hugs! (((Mandi))))
Comment by blestwithsons — November 16, 2006 @ 12:03 pm