today you get to meet jenny from | wonderfully complex |.
she is such a delightful woman.
a woman who digs deep and isn’t afraid to make things happen.
she is an encouragement and i must tell you, her part in this series blew me away.
she was raw, vulnerable, and all together lovely.
beautiful, my love; there is no flaw in you.”
college. It was God’s love letter to me, a reassurance that He delicately made
the heartbroken woman I saw in the mirror, and He declared His workmanship
acne scarring her cheeks and the circles under her eyes, and He said “there is
no flaw in you.”
self-portrait. A quick picture with unkempt hair and no make-up, and I would be
good to go. But it’s never bothered me to go outside the house with no makeup
or to even take pictures of my 5 a.m. self ,
so I knew that would be a cop-out.
week, I knew what I had to do. I originally bought these shorts because they
were a size 0 and they fit – a number I hadn’t seen since high school – a
number we’ve been brainwashed to associate with words like “thin,” “beautiful,”
“fit.” In my eyes, it was the perfect reward for how far I’d come from those
shorts. The extra weight I’ve gained hangs over the waistband as a constant
reminder that I no longer live up to those high standards of beauty the world
has pressed upon each of us.
sucking in, looking for the most flattering angle, turning my head slightly to
camouflage my lazy eye. Then, finally, telling myself to relax and remember that
this is what vulnerability is all about.
husband can’t keep his hands off me. I feel beautiful when there’s not enough
time to fix my hair, yet everyone tells me how great it looks. I feel gorgeous
when I slip into my favorite little black dress that hits me in all the right
something I’ve done. No that’s a beauty created by the Heavenly Father above,
who knew exactly what He was doing when He knit together these love handles and
this curly-haired head with this athletic form.
the mirror, it’s the same as telling God His masterpiece is not good enough.
are altogether beautiful, my love; there is no flaw in you.”
know why it’s hard for me. My college friends once told me they were
intimidated by me before they actually got to know me. They said I wore
confidence like it was a favorite sweater. But, in reality, it was more like
act like you’re beautiful, then maybe everyone will begin to believe you are.
But when confidence is an act, there’s a constant fear someone will learn the
truth – then everyone will know you’re not as pretty, as intelligent as
passionate as you portrayed yourself to be.
stripped of all our armor – our makeup, our degree, our funny jokes – everyone
might not like what they see. Yet, I’ve found God uses these vulnerable moments
to create something truly beautiful…
world, “I hate the way I am right now. I don’t feel beautiful anymore”…
can’t do this anymore, I’m just so tired…”
it everything you thought it would be?”
there is no flaw in you.”
nature. He loves me too much to leave me to my fleshly desires, but instead
continues His process of sanctification in my life daily.
the delicate, inner parts He knit together in my mother’s womb. Like a master
chef, He created the perfect “Jenny” recipe – a tablespoon of competitiveness,
a cup of curly brown hair, and several handfuls for desire to write – and when
He was done, He declared it marvelous.
confident – that God loves us more than we could ever know or ever hope for –
that He intentionally created us with purpose and beauty – and one day we’ll
shed these earthly bodies for new heavenly ones.
see more of the you are lovely series here.