Through It, I Learned Who I Am

Several weeks ago as I flipped through a local magazine, I came across a page that said, “Beautiful Positive You – Call today to schedule your appointment at Vanderbilt Center for Cosmetic Plastic Surgery.” Oh my goodness gracious! That couldn’t be further from the truth, I thought to myself.

I thought of a beautiful quote from Karen Doyle who wrote a little book brimming with quotes about the feminine genius. She opens the Genius of Womanhood by saying, Our culture today is suffering from a deep crisis caused by confusion over the true meaning of femininity and womanhood. A sea of conflicting images and expectations has meant that this confusion not only affects women individually but goes right to the heart of society, affecting men and children in a profound way. 

Her expression of Truth couldn’t be more exquisite. What women today need is education about their dignity as a daughter of God. God is a God of order, nothing is just here, He created us out of His masterful order and as His sons and daughters we possess His dignity, for we are created in His image and likeness.

I love the ocean, it’s one of my favorite places to be. There is something about its vastness that leaves me breathless. If I’m not in the water riding the waves, I love to just sit in the sand and watch the waves break and see the white foam that forms after they crash, it’s magnificent. Each wave is orchestrated to be a certain size and break at a given time, similar to the way in which God designed us. Each one of us is unique and comparing yourself to others is not healthy. You are you, and what our society needs is to embrace this fact.

Plastic surgery is like saying, sorry God, but you didn’t make me good enough. I think I should help You out there and make a few changes. Satan throws lies at our insecurities all the time saying we aren’t good enough. But confidence in God, can and will, combat those lies. In order to do that, you need to be firmly rooted in who you are.

Someone once told me they wanted me to get plastic surgery. It devastated me. Thoughts and feelings raced through my mind such as, Does this mean I’m not beautiful? Why do they want to change my body? I must be pretty ugly huh, because if I was really beautiful they wouldn’t have said that. 

I never even considered doing it, but I still felt gross. And at first, their words deeply wounded my heart. But through it, I learned about who I am as God’s daughter. It was a long journey and I am still learning. But let me tell you nothing compares to the beauty, the confidence, the Truth and the joy of knowing that you are created with a purpose, created by a loving Father, and that you are beautiful because you have His hand print on your soul.

I don’t need a man to tell me I’m good enough, or that I’m beautiful. Sure, it’s nice to hear that you are beautiful, but true confidence is believing it in your heart. You need to get comfortable in who God created you to be, before you would even believe what a man told you anyway.

Today I can look in the mirror and say that I’m beautiful because I’m created in the image and likeness of God. No one could make me change my body and if someone were to mention it, I wouldn’t flinch, because I know who I am.

I am a daughter of God and I’m beautiful, because He created me. God doesn’t created ugly; it would be against His very nature. He can only create beautiful and that’s what I am.

And guess what?

That’s what you are too!

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One thought on “Through It, I Learned Who I Am

  1. “you are beautiful because you have His hand print on your soul”

    Maura, this is beautiful. I feel blessed to read your wise words. Praying always for you and for MIHI.

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