there are plenty of things in the world that sadden my heart. honestly, i have no intention of going through the whole list right now, but one particular thing has been on my mind the past few days.
this particular thing, is the one thing that hits the heart of every girl i have ever come in contact with but at the same time will bring almost any group of girls together, in a sad, but honest kind of way...it's body image. body image is something i don't usually rant or dwell on, but it's something that is very much an issue for the heart of every girl.
my developmental movement class is full of girls i normally wouldn't hang out with. in fact, it's one of those classes i would really prefer to sit quietly through and not really deal with anyone in. however, it's also a classes based entirely on group work, so i have gotten to know some of the girls.
the other day, by i'm sure God's intention, i found myself sitting and doing my observation with the two girls in the class i had built up some ridiculous and judgemental distance from. the observation took all 5 out of the 30 minutes we had to sit there, so naturally, we just began to chat. it started with talking about clothes, because it's a PE class we were dressed out and were talking about where to get nice but cheap workout clothes. which then led to the subject of working out, which inevitably led to talking about why we worked out and what in particular drove us to feel like we needed to.
we were all pretty much in the same boat, not girls particularly obsessed with our weight and appearance so much, but worried enough to have days and times when we just didn't feel pretty or just were less than happy with how we looked.
it's sad, because even some of the most godly women i know, who are so satisfied in their relationship with God, still struggle with this problem. Captivating spends time on this and acknowledges it as Satan's attack on the fairer sex, which it is.
i really don't have a profound conclusion or solution to the problem, so i will leave it alone, but, it does make me sad that there are plenty of girls out there who struggle with this way more than i do and who furthermore don't know their status as the princess of a king who is enthralled with their beauty.
in order to not leave everyone depressed...i believe we should all talk like the gamblers on Guys and Dolls (starring good ol' frank sinatra).
2 comments:
stop suggesting new ways of talking...we're still debugging erica from talking in that little accent that y'all do....
but seriously...i hear ya...
that's why i do enjoy this book so much...
i think everywoman has her bad days...and some of those may be worse then others, but to know that God finds us, and them beautiful no matter what...that is soo uplifting
what makes me sad are the younger girls who feel this way
sorry if that didnt make sense, just wanted to post about it -ktb
hey, you're pretty pretty. and body image is more of everyone else's problem, than the girls. it's us having poor eyesight: who tries to change the world for someone who can't see well? sure, we have big print books, and things like that, but in the end the only thing that is going to fix the problem is a good pair of glasses. the only way to cure our shallow eyesight is to look with the eyes of God, so that we may see Him in others. i think of it like the emerald city.
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