It seems like everywhere you look you see images, pictures, TV shows, movies, etc., with beautiful women. It seems like Hollywood has set a standard for the way an American woman is “supposed” to look, and at times, I believe we all get caught up in that image. But only for a while. Then there comes the point when we realize that this Hollywood standard is not even the least bit realistic. And that is the point where we realize that we don’t all have to wear a size 2 and have long legs, and we don’t all have to have flawless skin, and we don’t have to have plastic surgery just because our aging skin is sagging or becoming a little bit wrinkled. It is like a new freedom when you reach the point where you can accept the way God made you and realize that He had a purpose for creating you the way He did.
Now, I said all that to say this: If I lived in a time long ago when we didn’t have the constant exposure to all the gorgeous women, I honestly believe that I would think I was the most beautiful woman in the world. The reason? Because that is how my husband makes me feel. My husband is so good about giving me compliments and making me know that to him I am beautiful, that it makes me want to always try to look my best. If any men are reading this, I hope you are doing this for your wife. It is a wonderful blessing to have a husband who makes me feel so special.
Church of the Small Things
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