Beautiful
What did I know of Beauty
A 16 years old girl
Sneaking to read Vogue
Wearing my cheap shoes
With hatred in my heart
Comparing myself to everyone
Longing to be beautiful
desperate for someone to tell me
They thought I was
Always searching, competing
In my mind
to see if I was better
Than anyone else I met
Even if someone had told me –
Which they didn’t –
I knew better
My insides full of lies
pettiness
and comparisons…
the thieves of joy
Then I read Your words
and slowly my life changed
I walked Your path
and my eyes saw Your miracles
I caught a glimpse of Your glory
and my heart was branded
by Your beauty
So different from what I thought it would be
I am forever changed
By the love I have found
Beautiful and Beloved
have become my names
Not from the form of my face
But from Your light in my heart
You have made each of us
We are beautiful
I have seen your face
and it is beautiful
The face of God
AL 3/6/12
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