I woke up today with a blemish. If there is one thing on this entire Earth that I absolutely hate, it's blemishes. I see no redeeming qualities about them whatsoever. I don't know anyone who actually likes blemishes, but I do know people who aren't bothered by them. Or at least who aren't as bothered as I am about them.
When I look in the mirror and I don't like what I see, I am once again putting my trust in something that will ultimately fail. Who I am cannot be defined by what I see, because there is so much more to life than what I look like. And I'm pretty sure that my friends aren't going to bolt in the other direction simply because I have a blemish on my face. The point is, I need to develop my beauty in my soul so that as the outside fades away (which it is guaranteed to do), I will have things like depth of character, inner beauty, and creativity to show who I really am. Is it a struggle? Yep, as I've shared before, it's a daily struggle for me to not believe what the world says is true: that physical beauty is everything. I have recently learned what Jehoshaphat learned all those hundreds of years ago, though:
Stand firm, hold your position, and see the salvation of the Lord on your behalf, O Judah and Jerusalem.’ Do not be afraid and do not be dismayed. Tomorrow go out against them, and the Lord will be with you.” (2 Chronicles 20:15, 17).
The battle has already been won.