I know it’s a lie that my worth is relative to how physically attractive I am, but I still believe it. I still feel better about myself on days when I look more like the magazines tell me I’m supposed to look. I can say all I want, that it’s what’s on the inside that counts, but it doesn’t feel that way when I look in the mirror. And I don’t really know how to change that.

How can I actually value fearing the Lord more than physical beauty?
How can a gentle spirit become more precious to me than my reflection?

In one of John Piper’s sermons on the first Psalm he draws attention to the fact that the focus is on not being influenced by the wicked, sinners, and scoffers instead of simply commanding that we not be wicked, sinners, and scoffers.

Blessed is the man
who walks not in the counsel of the wicked,
nor stands in the way of sinners,
nor sits in the seat of scoffers;
but his delight is in the law of the LORD,
and on his law he meditates day and night.
~ Psalm 1:1-2

Where do I linger? Whose voice fills my ears?

The struggle to evaluate myself on how I look is stronger when I come home from the mall. And the things that are precious to God slowly sink in as valuable when I fill my thoughts with who he is and what he reveals, not just the verses on beauty, but the whole of Scripture.



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