A beauty mark? deep inside me? That kinda sounds nice.
My Marker’s Mark.
“You are beautiful and I want you to know that you are. And you are beautiful simply because you are created by God and He revels in the magnificence of His creation.”
She continues, “What if we let God’s Word lavish our souls with wonder and amazement? What if we believe Him when He tells us that we are beautiful and that we are His? If the creator of the universe made me, I not only possess some sort of beauty, but I am calling God a liar when I call myself ugly.”
“True beauty comes from within; from a heart that is humbled and at peace; a spirit that is at rest with its Creator; a soul that has been restored.
“Fashioned by God’s hand and perfectly planned
To be just who you are
And what He’s been creating
Since the first beat of your heart
Is a living, breathing
Priceless work of art
And I can see the fingerprints of God
When I look at you
I can see the fingerprints of God
And I know it’s true
You’re a masterpiece that all creation
Quietly applauds
And you’re covered with
The fingerprints of God”
What helps you to know you too are beautiful and loved by God? What is your Maker’s Mark?
Colleen, I was so surprised when the doctor told me that. I just knew it was Gods’ fingerprint!
A beauty mark. Awesome. Love this!
Thanks for stopping by today, Kristia!
Beautiful post!
Stopping by from ShareFest.
Thanks so much Nancy. I was floored when the doc said I had a beauty mark inside my eye and just knew right then and there, it was a message, a divine reminder.
love the verse you shared too. Let’s keep our eyes on Jesus and we both will make progress
Over-the-top wonderful post, Jean! ‘Love the way God is removing the blind spots, so you can see how beautiful you are!
What helps me know I am beautiful, too? As I’ve grown older, and the wrinkles have started developing on the outside, God’s been developing something of greater importance and worth on the inside: a gentle and quiet spirit (1 Peter 3:4). It’s not fully developed yet, but I see progress!
I was going crazy in the car singing that song, Laura. and don’t really care if anyone saw me either. HA!
Psalms – good choice
Love that song, too, Jeanie. What a wonderful concept — the Maker’s Mark. How neat.
What helps me to remember I am loved by Him? Psalms. Lovely, lovely reminders.
You are sweetl Jen, We all where masks though to be honest I feel like I am living more like my true self now more than ever before. God is good!
Let me pray about the post. I could start where this post start and add more but need to pray first. Thanks for the offer. You are doing a great work with your internet ministry, Jen! bless you
So glad we have connected. Yes probably the best response is WOW and THANK YOU, LORD!
yes my eye is improving daily. I too am so grateful we live in a day where this can be fairly easily fixed. I am counting my blessings and the lessons God is showering on me!
You are so kind Mia. Thank you! What joy when Pappa frees us. Love that sentence you wrote. AMEN!!
Jean. Oh, I wish I would have known those inner feelings of yours when I had you in a hug. Wanting so badly to just speak lavishly over you, looking into your eyes and declaring that you are, in fact, fearfully and wonderfully made. But God seems to be doing a pretty good job communicating with you. 🙂 You know, Rebekah is going to do a post for the series. Perhaps you would like to write one, too, about your new found discoveries when you are ready?
My Maker’s Mark – how wonderful! To think that we are made in His image! We need to step back and say “Wow”
I’m glad your eye is healing as well as how you are seeing yourself! He is working on me too!
I’m blessed that you linked and were encouraged over at my place.
Glad your eye is okay, scary stuff, but thankful for laser surgery!
Mary
Dear Jean
This is my most favorite post of yours by far!! Oh, we have such a skewed idea of what it means to be created in the image of our Pappa! He wore a thorn of crowns to restore us to the place where we are the crown of His creation. He is not ashamed of us!! But that liar starts whispering that lie into our hearts with our mother’s milk! What joy when Pappa frees us from shame!!
Much love, dear friend, and I hope your eye heals completely!
Mia