I remember being in a book club with a group of women who seemed to always have perfect feet. At the end of each book club meeting, we would stand together in a circle and hold hands and pray.
I would look down at our toes and be embarrassed that I had chipped or no nail polish when they all had beautiful pedicures. Even though in my head I knew this was not a big deal, there was some part of me that felt a little bit “less than” these women because their feet were prettier than mine. I guess it just felt like it was one more sign that I just didn’t have it all together like the other women I knew.
For a while, I made myself feel better about this clear defect in my character by reminding myself that I was after all the only working mom in that group of women. To top it off, I had a job that required me to travel a significant amount of time. Certainly, if my friends had such hectic schedules, they would not have time to go to the nail salon so regularly either.
Then, I heard someone talk about comparing your insides to other people’s outsides, and I realized I had been doing exactly that. I had been comparing how I felt on the inside to how I perceived these women to be on the outside.
Perception is rarely reality. As I got to know those other women with the perfect feet, I saw that they were not at all perfect. They didn’t have it together any more than I did! Even more surprisingly, they actually looked at me and thought THEY didn’t measure up against ME.
They looked at my seemingly perfect “million dollar” family and they assumed I had attained that ever-out-of-reach work-life balance, and compared that image of me to their own insecurities. Amazingly, they never noticed my ugly feet.
It really is easy to get mixed up about insides and outsides in this world we live in. On social media, knowing everything we post will be out there in cyberspace forever, of course we post the pictures that make us look the best.
Even given my irregular pedicure schedule, you would be hard pressed to find a picture of me on Facebook in which my toes don’t at least have a fresh coat of polish on them. Living in the Dallas area, the unofficial “plastic surgery capital of the world,” we are constantly bombarded with images of seemingly flawless women. It’s easy to start to think you don’t quite measure up.
The truth is, it REALLY DOESN’T MATTER if my toes are painted or not! I am beautiful just as I am, right now, right this very moment – with ugly feet and half painted toenails and a million other physical flaws and faults. In fact, I am flawless. Not because of anything I did, but because of who He is and what God did.
You are beautiful, because you’re you. Period. The things that make you different from the rest of the crowd are good things, not bad things. They make you who you are. They make you real. They make you relatable to other people so that you can be a source of strength and hope to them, especially when you walk through your issues relying on and trusting God.
Instead of being ashamed of your seeming weaknesses, today I challenge you to embrace them. Know that God’s power is being made perfect in you through whatever it is you are going through.
No matter what you look like on the outside, or how you feel on the inside, stop comparing yourself to others, and let Christ’s power rest on you. I promise you, His power is all you need.
“But he said to me, ‘My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.’ Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me.”
2 Corinthians 12:9
Originally posted on The Sisterhood (http://tothemoonmom.com/rolling-in-the-deep/)