
Fearfully and wonderfully made
I am fearfully and wonderfully made
That's what I've heard
That's what I've learned
And yet still I live as though
Beauty is a way
That love can be earned
So I look in the mirror
And I don't see psalm 139
But I look in the mirror
And see a face and a body
That I wish wasn't mine
For if I looked a bit different
Maybe they wouldn't reject me
If I fixed these “flaws”
Then maybe the people around me
Would be more accepting
But they aren't the problem
No, it's me and my heart
For they love me regardless
Yet I still feel the need To tear myself apart
For I’m afraid of rejection
So if I blame it on the beauty
Then I can justify the fear
And find a reason they may not love me.
But I've been blind all along
For they don't see all my flaws
They just see a girl
Whos been redeemed through the cross
They don't see me the way I do
But they see me as beloved
For my Lord gave up heaven
He left his life up above
And he did it for me
So that through him
I can see my true beauty
For what makes me beautiful is not my face, or my body
But because of His love for me.
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-Truthie M.