Was what God created on the 6th day when he made me
But then I ate the apple
And all of a sudden my weight felt two pounds heavier
My cheeks, chubbier
My teeth, too straight
In fact my body too curved
My boobs never the right kind of pear shaped.
I looked at myself,
Not as the beautiful perfect woman God made,
The one he called the most prized,
No longer as one whose duties require her to be stronger for her husband,
But I now wanted his role,
Wanted to go hunt down the deer and bring food to the table
Do everything that God didn’t intend me to be
When he created eve.
When I ate the fruit,
Every body part that God gave no longer a tool to lead into the worship of him,
But something I idolized and made god.
But our God is a God who not only deserves to be worshipped
But desires it.
And so he sent the Christ
To tear up the veil that closed my eyes
So I could see clearly the image before me
When I looked into the mirror,
Every curve and every perfect imperfection
Was made in His image
In that moment I saw that it’s not what I wear or what I weigh that makes me beautiful,
It’s the very Spirit of God that he gave me.
And I’ll never be able to give myself to an Adam that doesn’t understand that without Christ,
There is nothing sexy about me,
Who has been brought back from death
And given a new heart, a new flesh.
Yes a new curve.
This new heart allows me to sing with all the veins, arteries and Cholesterol in me Psalm 139
I am beautifully and fearfully made.
I can’t wait for the day you Adam can say with Solomon
That you my Love are all together beautiful
And every bit of lovely
Not because of my frame but because He sees our Lord.