That brings me to today’s mindset and heart set, which is Thanksgiving. And to ensure that it is not just an annual event but a daily attitude of gratitude, I want to ask you: have you ever thanked God for your beauty? Because whether or not you believe it, whether or not you think you’re more or less beautiful than your friends, whether you love yourself or hate yourself, you are beautiful. Because everything that God creates is beautiful and perfectly formed. And you and I are one of His creations. Therefore, we are beautiful. But how does that sound when you say it out loud? Give it a try right now. “I am beautiful.” Let’s take it a little further. How about “I am gorgeous.” Say it out loud, how does it sound? Let’s go deeper. “I am stunning, perfect and outrageously pretty.” I wish I were standing next to you right now because I have a feeling we might experience similar emotions.
The world we live in has produced 2 cultures toward beauty: we either feel completely detached from the tall, lanky, size zero models sashaying down the runway in garments we just know we can’t pull off, or we have a disdain toward all forms of beauty because we were taught that beauty is vain or evil. Or we have disqualified ourselves.
Let’s address the first culture – and beautiful Moms, I always shoot straight otherwise I am just wasting your time: what right do we have to judge and criticise the women who brave the very demanding, sometimes degrading but the still beautiful industry that is fashion? It’s easy to coach from the couch. If you are buying the magazines, you simply cannot criticise the content. You have sown your money into that magazine (something I personally don’t buy yet I am in the fashion business) so I encourage you not to sow negative words on top of your money seed. I see and hear this on a regular basis.
As a next step, if we’re not happy with the image of beauty that the world is presenting to us, WE have to BE the change we want our children to see! Who exactly are we waiting for to ditch the size zero picture of perfection and replace it with the actual and factual depiction of London’s average size 14? When asked “Who wants to see change?” all 100 hands go up. But when asked “Who wants to change?” no hands go up! You and I are women and influence, and the second we recognize that, we immediately start influencing the world of fashion and beauty. So the ball is in our court. As soon as we let go of blaming the fashion powers-that-be, that is the very second that we take control and initiate the influence given to us. Because we have influence.
Onto the 2nd issue: if beauty is evil, why did God create such beautiful masterpieces? You don’t have to be a woman of faith to recognize that the beauty of Esther, Rebekah, Sarah, Job’s daughters and a host of others carried powerful purpose. You only have to walk out your front door every day to see men and women all around you who are unique and beautiful in many different ways. Everything He creates is beautiful and perfectly formed, and you are one of those creations. So you should be celebrating your beauty and most certainly not be hiding it. It’s like money – money is not evil, it’s the love of money that is evil. Beauty is not evil, but if you prioritize it above all else, then you have created an idol. And the question would have to be asked: what would you do if your outer beauty were taken away from you? Beauty is an inside job. Beauty has a powerful purpose because our Creator is a Creator of purpose. And when we get up and dress up, we attract people to a beautiful visual message that allows us to share His love and goodness with others.
So what now? Well, have you ever blessed your boobs? Your legs, your toes, your lips? Let’s thank our heavenly Father for our breasts that have fed our babies and that look sexy to our husbands and that set us apart as the feminine, womanly creatures we are. Let’s thank God for our lips that look soft and glossy in our favorite shade of pink. Let’s bless our feet that walk us through life, carry us through charity runs and wear those peep toe heels with boldly painted toenails. Let’s speak life over our eyes that see clearly and that look beautiful when we get dolled up for date night. Or the eyes that see into another’s heart. Let’s thank our hands that carry our children, enable us to work and earn an income, provide for us the privilege of cleaning our homes and wearing beautiful rings. Let’s thank our voice and our accent as we say out loud to God “I love my body and I am grateful to all that she has carried me through.”
Friend, let’s you and I stand and face the (wo)man in the mirror and say I LOVE MY BODY! Because we are out of time. People are starving and dying while we criticise our bodies, our husbands are neglected as long as we hate our bodies, and our children are watching. It has taken me 45 years to realize the gravity of this issue. We cannot expect our sons and daughters to grow up confident and grounded if they see and hear us complain about our flabby fannies, our baby bellies or our chunky chins. We all face the same choice: either we must sow the time and sweat into getting into shape or we must accept and love ourselves as we are. I started saying “I love my body” a year ago and it led me down a very powerful path of self-love and acceptance. Starting off in a place of self-loathing and self-hate, this has been a profoundly personal experience for me, impacting every single area of my life. It has become my greatest evidence of the fact that words create life or death. I led with words, I followed with actions, and amazing results were produced.
Won’t you join me? It starts with your decision to say, “YES, I am done with my bad body issues. I am done with agreeing with self-condemnation. I am READY for love, and I know it starts with me.”
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