I hate my eye flaps. They are these little flaps of skin that cover the corner of my eyes. No one else has them, and I've spent years thinking I would be so much prettier without them.
They drive me crazy. But no one else even notices them. In fact, when I talk about how much they bother me, most people just stare at me like I'm crazy. "What are you talking about?" my friends say. "Your eyes look just like everyone else's," they promise.
But still ... they bug me.
I bet you've got something like that. Maybe your curly hair makes you want to scream (us straight-haired girls would love to trade, by the way). Maybe you've got freckles you wish you could erase. Perhaps you have a birth defect or disability that makes you feel self-conscious.
Whatever our "it" is, our tendency is to see it as a flaw. We agree that God did well when He created sunsets and zebras and ocean waves, but we secretly suspect that when He made our eye flaps or freckles or hair or shape or size He simply goofed. But this is contrary to God's Word.
Psalm 139:13–14 says, "For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother's womb. I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well."
He created every part of you, even your inmost being. And you were made fearfully and wonderfully. Not accidentally. Not mistakenly. But with great precision. That's even true about whatever part of your beauty you're not so crazy about.
Today, I am going to choose to walk in God's Truth about my beauty—eye flaps and all. Will you?
