“My mom is very beautiful.”
I keep hearing his words. An innocence. A trust. “Mama today we played a game at school. When we were called on we had to use our vocabulary word in a sentence. I got beautiful.”
I know that many seven-year olds would say the same when asked to use their vocabulary word ‘beautiful’ in a sentence.
I know that his words don’t come from an awareness of culturally defined standards of beauty.
And I suppose that is why they minister to me so deeply.
For him beauty is defined by one whose kisses magically heal bicycle scrapes.
By one who cheers the loudest when the training wheels come off.
By one whose shirt has absorbed tears and vomit and still doesn’t leave.
For him beauty is laughter and silly joke telling.
And made up songs that make him roll his eyes and try to suppress a smile.
I am very beautiful to my son.
It’s beauty that transcends performance and the things I do.
It is beauty that comes from presence.
I am the one that is there.
Being me. When I’m exhausted. When I’m energized.
Who is a warrior for him. And a poet.
A strong nurturer.
You are that too.
If you have little kids or out of the house kids.
If you have 20 children or none.
You being you offers beauty. In the truest, purest sense.
Beauty that comes from the goodness of God.
Beauty that reflects His image.
Beauty that is best discerned by the eyes of a child.
It points me to a Father who thinks I’m beautiful too.
Who thinks you are beautiful.
An expert creator.
Glorious beauty.
I am participating in The Nester’s 31 Days of Series. Click right here to see all the amazing topics! I am writing on 31 Beauty Full Days. You can read the intro post here. And you can also always click on the button on the sidebar to see all posts in the series.
And today, I am pulling out an old post and updating it a bit. This happens on Day 25 of the challenge.
Oh YES!!!! As a mom of THREE boys I hear ya, feel ya and I’m all over this post! My oldest just started riding without training wheels and I was cheering SO loud! …And its ok repolishing old posts…I’ll be doing that next week!
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Just reading the title of your post I knew I would shed a tear. As a mom of two boys I cherish the moments of love and adoration they relish on me without prompting. The love I have for them and they have for me is just a fraction of the love my Father shows for me. Thank you for sharing.
Thank you so much for sharing this! It seems like many of us get so hung up on the cultural definition of beauty that we forget we are beautiful in and of ourselves. We are beautiful because of the One in whose image we were made. We are beautiful regardless of how society sees us.
Anastasia Rose
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Another wonderful post. Loved your line ‘you being you offers beauty’
I love this. God does think we are beautiful. Thank you for the reminder.