Beauty

To be honest... my smile is crooked.

I was trying to do a little photo shoot for my hubby (cause that’s what you do when your feeling good). When I accidentally hit the camera button on my watch. I smiled but didn’t look at the camera fast enough. It resulted in this picture...

I rarely post pictures of myself blank faced, with wet hair and in a sports bra none the less... and MOST DEFINITELY not with this wide of a smile. But as I sat there looking at it, and I involuntarily began to weep. I’ve come too far to hide this smile.

4 years ago I almost gave up and left this world. I let the devil into my head. I started to believe his lies. “I wasn’t enough, my kids deserve better, they’d be better off without me, I was a burden to my husband and I would never amount to anything.”

Today I stand here married to a man I love more and more every day. Who’s marriage is built on the foundation of The Almighty. 3 children who excel at love, compassion for others and academics. With a job where I am surrounded by humble healthcare workers, who share my love of Abba. And one degree closer to a dream I set for myself at age 10.

We want to be this image of physical perfection and success. But I am perfectly okay with being the image of a once broken woman who could only be healed by the love of God.

Christians get this bad rep that we are somehow better than everyone because we “live right”. While that may be the mind set of some, for most of us we are far from better than anyone. We follow His word because at some point we were broken and close to giving up. But God brought us back from the pit of darkness. We pronounce our beliefs to others not to gloat but to say if you are hurting, there is a love that heals. That love is Abba. That peace is Abba. That salvation is Abba. #blessed