THE SHAPE OF BEAUTIFUL

S: Do you think I'm pretty?M: I don't have to, it's pretty obvious that you areS: If you were to rate my beauty on a scale of 1-10, what would it be?M: A 20 duhh, you're so pretty you broke the scale. I wish to be like you soo much, you're soo damn perfect.S: Well I have one question to ask you but I need you to promise that you'll tell me the honest truthM: ...S: Can I ask?M: Go ahead I guessS: Do you think you're pretty?M: You tell me, I have a funny face shape, my brows are imperfect and my lashes so short they're almost invisible. I have imperfect vision and my ears are elf-like. My head sits on my neck in a very weird way and my arms are too big. My breasts are awfully small and my tummy too big. My legs look like a warrior's and my feet are enormous...<img alt="" src="/media/inline_insight_image/1000755107.jpg"/>S: I'm going to stop you right thereM: But I wasn't done describing the ball of imperfection that is me.S: That's because it does not existM: You think I'm perfect?, that's ridiculous S: I never said that, but I do know that you were created in the image of God.M...S: I also don't understand how you can call yourself the most perfect girl you've known one minute and an ugly list of untrue characteristics the next.M: I never called myself perfect.S: You called ME perfect.M: That's because you are!!!S: You really don't know who I am do you?M: I know you're a beautiful work of art.S: Other than that?M: Well we just met so nothing much really.S: Interesting.M: What?S: Nothing.M: No, tell me.S: You called me perfect.M: Because you are.S: You have known me for less than an hour.M: And?S: And you know what I find interesting?M: What?S: You have managed to find so many beautiful things about me without asking a single question.M: Because they're obvious.S: Yet you needed a whole list to explain why you aren't beautiful.M: That's different.S: How?M: Because I know myself.S: Do you?M: Yes.S: Do you know me?M: Not really.S: Tell me something about me.M: I just told you I don't know you that well.S: No. Tell me something you know.M: You're beautiful.S: That's what you see.M: Isn't that enough?S: Apparently not.M: What is that supposed to mean?S: You have been looking at me since we met, but you have not once asked why I look familiar.<img alt="" src="/media/inline_insight_image/1000755108.gif"/>M: Familiar?S: My face.M: What about it?S: My eyes.M: What about your eyes?S: My brows.M: ...S: My lashes.M: Wait.S: My ears.M: You're doing that on purpose.S: My arms.M: Stop.S: My hands.M: I said stop.S: My legs.M: They're not yours.S: Aren't they?M: No.S: Then whose are they?M: I don't know.S: You do.M: ...S: You described every single one of them to me a few minutes ago.M: That's different.S: You keep saying that.M: Because it is.S: Then why do I have your crooked brows?M: ...S: Why do I have your short lashes?M: ...S: Why do I have your funny face shape?M: You're a shadow.S: Exactly.M: Shadows don't have faces.S: Then why have you spent all this time telling me mine is beautiful?M: I...S: You have been calling me perfect for the parts of me that are yours.M: No.S: You think I have your arms because you think they are beautiful when they belong to me.M: That's not what I said.S: You think my stomach is perfect because you have never called it yours.M: Stop.S: You think my legs are graceful because you have never described them as a warrior's.M: Please.S: You think my body is art because you have spent years convincing yourself that yours is a collection of mistakes.M: I don't...S: You do.M: ...S: You don't hate beauty.M: Then what do I hate?S: You hate anything that reminds you of yourself.M: That's not true.S: Then why are you always more willing to believe that I am beautiful than that you are?M: Because you're not me.S: Look at me.M: I am looking at you.S: Really, look.M: ...S: There is no me without you.M: What?S: I only appear when you do.M: ...S: I move when you move. I stop when you stop. I carry every shape you make and every flaw you think you have.M: Then why do I see you as perfect?S: Because you gave me everything you refused to give yourself.M: ...<img alt="" src="/media/inline_insight_image/1000755116.jpg"/>S: You made me beautiful by taking everything beautiful about you and putting it somewhere else.M: That's not fair.S: Neither is the way you speak about yourself.M: I don't know what you want me to say.S: I don't want you to say anything.M: Then what do you want me to do?S: I want you to notice.M: Notice what?S: That you have spent all this time trying to become someone you could love, when you have been standing beside yourself all along.M: ...S: You don't need a different face.S: You don't need smaller arms, bigger breasts, a flatter stomach, longer lashes or a different head on your neck.S: You need to stop deciding that anything imperfect cannot be beautiful.M: And you think that's enough?S: No.M: Then what is?S: Maybe the real question isn't whether you're beautiful.M: What is it then?M: What am I supposed to see when I look at myself? <img alt="" src="/media/inline_insight_image/1000755117.jpg"/>Gen 1:27. So God created man in His own image; in the image of God He created him; male and female He created them. 2 Corinthians 3:18. But we all, with unveiled face, beholding as in a mirror the glory of the Lord, are being transformed into the same image from glory to glory, just as by the Spirit of the Lord.

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