You Are Beautiful
It’s easy to form the wrong opinion of ourselves when we listen to the wrong voices. But there is one voice that rings true every time. You are indeed beautiful to Him.
God Says You Are Beautiful
By
Rebecca Barlow Jordan
You…
with “loser” tattooed on your soul,
broken and lonely, longing to be whole.
God says you are beautiful.
You…
hiding in corners of confusion and pain,
tired of the storms, drenched by the rain.
God says you are beautiful.
You…
with regrets attached to your name,
so tired of attempts at playing the game.
God says you are beautiful.
You…
working hard to remove what you can’t,
running a race you don’t understand.
God says you are beautiful.
You…
scarred and battered and empty inside,
searching for hope, or a new place to hide.
God says you are beautiful.
You…
who are perfect and don’t really know it,
loved by the One who’s ready to show it.
God says you are beautiful.
You…
who’ve been chosen to share in His beauty,
Forgiven and saved by grace, not by duty.
God says you are beautiful.
You…
are His treasure, so precious to God,
a new creature in Christ, by His death you were bought.
God says you are beautiful.
Yes,
You.
Along the same vein, you may have seen Idol winner Candace Glover sing the song, “I Am Beautiful,” on the Season 12, 2013 Idol contest. If not, you can listen to it here.
God Truly Thinks You Are Beautiful
Here’s what He says about you:
Don’t be afraid, I’ve redeemed you.
I’ve called your name. You’re mine.
When you’re in over your head, I’ll be there with you.
When you’re in rough waters, you will not go down.
When you’re between a rock and a hard place,
it won’t be a dead end—
Because I am God, your personal God,
The Holy of Israel, your Savior.
I paid a huge price for you (Isaiah 43:1-4 MSG).
You are precious to me.
You are honored, and I love you (Isaiah 43:4, NLT).
Oh yes, you shaped me first inside, then out; you formed me in my mother’s womb. I thank you, High God—you’re breathtaking! Body and soul, I am marvelously made! I worship in adoration—what a creation! You know me inside and out, you know every bone in my body; You know exactly how I was made, bit by bit, how I was sculpted from nothing into something. Like an open book, you watched me grow from conception to birth; all the stages of my life were spread out before you, The days of my life all prepared before I’d even lived one day. Your thoughts—how rare, how beautiful! God, I’ll never comprehend them! I couldn’t even begin to count them—any more than I could count the sand of the sea (Psalm 139:13-19 MSG).
Do you truly believe you are beautiful in Christ? Tell someone today how beautiful they are!
