Wednesday, August 28, 2013

Beauty is in the eye of the Beholder





"I know you, I danced with you once upon a dream." – Sleeping Beauty
 
 
 
As little girls most of us dreamed of being a princess in a beautiful gown with jewels and a crown. We created a fairytale image of ourselves, a beauty, as we danced and twirled and asked, "mirror mirror on the wall, who is the fairest of them all?"

Unfortunately most often the fairytale fades and the image we see looking back at us falls disappointingly short as we begin to pick apart the "beauty" before us.
 
It’s a battle so many of us face. We glance in the mirror or at a photograph and we study the image, trying to find something, anything that reveals the beauty we so desperately long to see. We look but fail to find what it is we’re truly seeking.

 
Love.
Acceptance.
Approval.


The world tells us what "beauty" should look like through the images we see in magazines, on runways, in the movies, or on the television screen and we compare ourselves, but once again we fall terribly short.

 So, defeated we try to create a false beauty. If we act a certain way, or dress a certain way, if we do this or do that way then others will see us as beautiful. We try to create an image that we think will be more appealing to others but when we catch a glimpse of ourselves again in the mirror all that we see are imperfections, failures, and disappointments.

 Will we ever be good enough in our own eyes? The truth is…probably not. We will always find fault, there will always be comparison, there will always be something that distracts from our beauty.
 
They say that beauty is in the eye of the beholder and fortunately there is one Beholder who sees our true beauty. 
He calls us His Beloved and according to Him we are the daughters of a King!
He sees us in a beautiful gown, with jewels and a crown, dancing and twirling but there is no need to ask, because in His eyes we are the fairest of them all!

 

Wednesday, August 21, 2013

Distracted with much


I arrive at work; look at my cluttered desk and wonder, where do I even begin? I have so many tasks ahead of me, so much to do and the pile grows bigger each day; emails to respond to, meetings to attend, schedules to meet, deadlines to adhere to (~sigh~) when will I find the time to do it all? I wade through the mess, attempting to prioritize, making lists and checking off my accomplishments. Before I realize what time it is, the work day is done, and it’s time to leave.

 As I’m driving home I decide to make a quick stop to pick up “a few things” which unfortunately becomes a full blown shopping trip with a cart load of groceries and I now have to hurry home to get started on a late dinner.

 When I arrive home I look around at all the things that need my attention; weeds to be pulled, laundry to be done, dishes to be loaded and unloaded, rooms to be cleaned, bills to be paid and on and on and on (~sigh~) when will I find the time to do it all?

 After unloading the groceries I look at the date and realize I forgot about a meeting I had promised to attend so I apologize and hurry out the door. In my desire to serve, I agree to volunteer my time and my talents so I make plans for upcoming events and opportunities to be a blessing and I think (~sigh~) when will I find the time to do it all?

 I’m exhausted, but I can’t sleep. My mind races and as it jumps from one thing to another, I take a deep breath and let out another ~sigh~ thinking of all that still needs to be done.

 I try to remember a time when life was simple, with little to do, and fewer demands but I can’t even fathom it.

 I think about the story of Martha and Mary in Luke 10:38-42 Now it happened as they went that He entered a certain village; and a certain woman named Martha welcomed Him into her house. And she had a sister called Mary, who also sat at Jesus’ feet and heard His word. But Martha was distracted with much serving, and she approached Him and said, “Lord, do You not care that my sister has left me to serve alone? Therefore tell her to help me.”

And Jesus answered and said to her, “Martha, Martha, you are worried and troubled about many things. But one thing is needed, and Mary has chosen that good part, which will not be taken away from her.

If I were to be really honest I’d have to say (with a cringe) that if I were Martha, I may have responded to Jesus’ statement something like this, “Somebody has to get things done! There are meals to be cooked, rooms to be cleaned, beds to be made (I’m sure they had overnight guests!), there is more that needs to be done!” Of course I would have said it through humility and tears! But why didn’t Jesus see all that needed to be done? There was so much to accomplish and just who was supposed to do it?

Somebody had to find the time to do it all!

As I read the scripture again I noticed it said “He entered a certain village; and a certain woman named Martha welcomed Him into her house.”… “But Martha was distracted with much serving”. I know that so many of us can relate to Martha and her plight but why do we so often feel the need to do more and more and more? Is it for approval, validation, praise, love? Also like Martha, many of us have invited Jesus into our homes, into our lives but find ourselves too distracted with “much serving” to spend time with Him, when all that we’re seeking can be found at the feet of our Savior.

As Christians we sometimes become so distracted by wanting to be His hands and feet that we forget to simply take time to sit at His feet, spending time in His presence, receiving the good gift that He so freely offers, that will not be taken away from us.

Mary has chosen that good part, which will not be taken away from her.”

I want to be more like Mary, don’t you?