“Fatso.”

“Chicken legs.”

 “You’re ugly.” “You’ll never be pretty.”  “No one wants to be seen with you.”

 “How can God even love you?”

You would never say these horrible things to a friend, even a stranger.

Chances are, you trash-talk yourself. Between your pierced ears, your mind entertains lies of your beauty and worth, or lack thereof. Satan tempts you to lie to yourself; sadly, unless you resist him, he’ll con you. You’ll believe the lies and tear yourself to pieces as a wolf rips apart sheep.

I know I have.

So have the women who’ve attended my Inside Out Beauty workshops. In fact I’ve never met a woman so comfortable in her skin that she accepts herself just as she is. Yet God accepts her. God accepts you.

At the workshop, I ask the question, What’s one thing you’d like to change about her body? Sadly, at my latest one, a woman wrote: “Everything.”

Everything?

I hurt for her. Chances are her eyes shone pretty, or her eyebrows had a nice arch, or her skin looked healthy or something, anything. I KNOW she trash-talked to herself. And I don’t know her name.

I want to hug her hard and tell her:

“You are precious just the way God made you. . .a pearl under pressure. . .but a pearl.

“Exquisite!”

You Are Blessed, Lucy