A couple Fast Sundays back a nine year old girl in my ward stood at the pulpit and said something so simple, yet profound enough that I handed the babe over to Hubby, and dug in my purse for pen and paper, so I could immortalize her words. She said, "I was sitting in the beauty salon the other day, waiting for my mom to finish getting her hair done. While I waited I picked up one of the beauty magazines sitting next to me. As I flipped through, looking at all the beautiful women, I started feeling really badly about myself, because I'm not very pretty. But then I remembered something: "I might not be as pretty as the next girl, but God made me unique because He didn't want everyone to be the same."
As this cute little blonde girl walked confidently back to her seat, I wished deep in my heart that every woman, everywhere could really internalize that. God, our Heavenly Father, Creator of the Universe, All Powerful, All Knowing, who loves us perfectly, who has specific plans and purposes for our lives created our bodies for those plans and purposes. The skin we are in was not given to us on accident nor whim. It is a gift from God, and it is beautiful to Him.
I will if you will, what do you say?
A Goddess in Progress, which is where she normally spills out the personal details of her life as a wife and mother.