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don't you think i'm beautiful? did you ever?
i wish i saw what He sees. I know He sees someone who is beautiful and pure and too special and amazing for words...and i know that He's let others see it too, in me... and they've said it... but yet i am blind. so blind. His covenant remains with me, but He never promised me He'd let me see myself the way He sees me. He never promised me that He'd let me see who i really am to Him, or others...
i know who He wants me to be...and she is so amazing...but i look at myself and i don't see that person in me. it's not because she isn't there, it's because i've been made blind by the one who is forming me into someone that amazing, so i can't see it. and i can't see it at all. I feel like her. I feel like the girl who's so breathtakingly beautiful that when you're around her nothing else matters. I feel like the girl who is so special and so pure and so RIGHT that you just...adore her...and want to be around her... but then there is that evil, that covering that doesn't let me feel that way entirely. The part that tells me it's not a reality...it's a fantasy.
I have to ignore it. I have to fight it. Because I know that in Christ Jesus I am made strong, and in Him I am the bravest warrior. I know that while I or the world may say differently, in my heart I know my identity. In my heart it's proven true.
Maybe the world and everyone in it will disagree...but if so, they're just as blind as I am...
i wish i saw what He sees. I know He sees someone who is beautiful and pure and too special and amazing for words...and i know that He's let others see it too, in me... and they've said it... but yet i am blind. so blind. His covenant remains with me, but He never promised me He'd let me see myself the way He sees me. He never promised me that He'd let me see who i really am to Him, or others...
i know who He wants me to be...and she is so amazing...but i look at myself and i don't see that person in me. it's not because she isn't there, it's because i've been made blind by the one who is forming me into someone that amazing, so i can't see it. and i can't see it at all. I feel like her. I feel like the girl who's so breathtakingly beautiful that when you're around her nothing else matters. I feel like the girl who is so special and so pure and so RIGHT that you just...adore her...and want to be around her... but then there is that evil, that covering that doesn't let me feel that way entirely. The part that tells me it's not a reality...it's a fantasy.
I have to ignore it. I have to fight it. Because I know that in Christ Jesus I am made strong, and in Him I am the bravest warrior. I know that while I or the world may say differently, in my heart I know my identity. In my heart it's proven true.
Maybe the world and everyone in it will disagree...but if so, they're just as blind as I am...