I am created in the image of God by Him...
Genesis 1:26,27 Then God said, "Let us make man in Our image, in Our likeness, and let them rule over the fish of the sea and the birds of the air, over the livestock, over all the earth, and over all the creatures that move along the ground." So God created man in His own image, in the image of God He created him; male and female He created them.
Psalms 119:73 Your hands made me and formed me; give me understanding to learn Your commands.
Psalms 139:13-16 For You created my inmost being; You knit me together in my mother's womb. I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; Your works are wonderful, I know that full well. My frame was not hidden from You when I was made in the secret place. When I was woven together in the depths of the earth, Your eyes saw my unformed body. All the days ordained for me were written in Your book before one of them came to be.
SHARON FOSTER – Page-A-Day Email Calendar – April 26, 2011
“To dye or not to dye, that is the question. Blonde or brunette? Should my hair be braided, straightened, or curled? Should I get myself tucked, stretched, or tweaked?
“Every morning, I play a little game with myself: I avoid looking into the mirror. What difference does it make? I ask myself. Shouldn’t I be beyond all that—worrying about my appearance? What do my looks have to do with who I really am? It doesn’t matter, right?
“Except that it does matter. A career change from civil servant to writer has meant TV appearances and speaking engagements. After having seen a little too much of me on a video monitor, I am now more conscientious about exercising, my diet, and my wardrobe. Unfortunately, sometimes I worry that I worry too much about it all. Hence, the looking-glass game.
“When I do find myself looking into the mirror, I notice how thin my eyebrows are, that my pores could be smaller, that I have lost less weight than I had planned to lose. And each day there seems to be more and more gray hair on my head.
“I sigh. Then a thought occurs to me: I’m perfect. Maybe I’m not what TV or film producers think is perfect, but I am perfect. I’m exactly the right height and weight. I’m exactly who and what I need to be to do the work that God intends for me to do. Maybe someone I will encounter today needs someone who looks just like me doing just what I’m doing so that he or she can be encouraged or inspired.
“I look in the mirror and smile at my reflection. This time, I’ve really won the game.
“Every morning, I play a little game with myself: I avoid looking into the mirror. What difference does it make? I ask myself. Shouldn’t I be beyond all that—worrying about my appearance? What do my looks have to do with who I really am? It doesn’t matter, right?
“Except that it does matter. A career change from civil servant to writer has meant TV appearances and speaking engagements. After having seen a little too much of me on a video monitor, I am now more conscientious about exercising, my diet, and my wardrobe. Unfortunately, sometimes I worry that I worry too much about it all. Hence, the looking-glass game.
“When I do find myself looking into the mirror, I notice how thin my eyebrows are, that my pores could be smaller, that I have lost less weight than I had planned to lose. And each day there seems to be more and more gray hair on my head.
“I sigh. Then a thought occurs to me: I’m perfect. Maybe I’m not what TV or film producers think is perfect, but I am perfect. I’m exactly the right height and weight. I’m exactly who and what I need to be to do the work that God intends for me to do. Maybe someone I will encounter today needs someone who looks just like me doing just what I’m doing so that he or she can be encouraged or inspired.
“I look in the mirror and smile at my reflection. This time, I’ve really won the game.
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