In my twenties, I owned a bird, a Senegal Parrot. I named him L.G., short for Little Geek. In retrospect, it was not a nice name.
Maybe I felt guilty, but over time a habit developed between the two of us. Each morning when I emerged from my bedroom into the small apartment living room, I said the same two words to him.
The store salesman which sold me L.G. explaine he wouldn’t be a speaking bird, so I never tried to teach him to speak. And yet, one day it happened.
As I rose to make breakfast, I walked into the living room. Across the brown carpet, echoing from a black rot iron cage, I heard my small green and orange feathered friend say the same words to me.
At first, it startled me. He repeated it more and more until it became a daily ritual. Eventually, I welcomed it. These words brightened my day. No one had ever called me “cutie.”
Years later, long after L.G. had departed this world, I met a wonderful man who claimed his love for me and promised to honor me throughout our lives. Following our marriage, he began a new habit.
He greeted me the same way, every day, all the time. He said, “Hi Gorgeous.”
He had upped the ante. At first, I resisted the strength of these words. “I’m not gorgeous.” I told myself. But he seemed to believe the words, so I humored him. That’s all it was for the first few years, me choosing to let him think what he wanted.
Then, something happened.
I started believing the words, not in a huge-head sort of way. I believed God made me to be gorgeous, because God made all of us to be gorgeous.
This realization ignited a simple mission within my heart. I wanted to tell every woman, everywhere, the truth of this revelation.
You are gorgeous.
You are made in the image of God. He designed the intricacies of you.
Those things we compare with others, those things we overly self-examine. Large, small, short, tall, blond, red-head or purple streaked, you are gorgeous.
“He has made everything beautiful in its time.” Ecclesiates 3:11a
As a mom of two daughters, God reaffirms this truth over and over within my life. While watching small munchkins practice gymnastics or synchronized swimming, I see the various shapes and shades of color represented.
Some excel easily and some struggle, but all those girls are gorgeous. With their brilliant smiles and contagious giggles, they each shine in their own unique way.
We women aren’t different, just bigger. We also shine in our own unique ways.
If you meet me face to face one day, you’ll probably hear me say it to you. Please know it’s not an off-the-cuff euphemism. I’m not humoring you or forgetting your name.
I mean it every time I say it, because it’s true. So, let me say it now.
If you believe these words are true, spread the love. Start a new habit to help other women believe the truth of God in their lives.
Who are some of the gorgeous people you know?
Paula Whidden, Faithful Choices