Introduction

REFLECTION

However, I did not understand the ways of the Spirit. For a long
time after I married Jim, I tried to hang onto his coattails; I simply
followed what he was doing. Unknowingly, I was comparing my
walk with God to Jim’s walk, thinking that his was better than
mine. God did not see it that way, and He told me so.

We are His beloved and we are beautiful in His eyes. He sees us
through the precious blood of Jesus, His Son. He doesn’t see our
faults; rather, He sees only Jesus’ righteousness covering us. Instead
of sin, He sees the beauty of a forgiven soul. We are beautiful to
Him when we’re sweating, or when we’re lying on the ⯑oor in deep
travail, or when we’re crying with runny noses because God is
touching a hurting heart. We are beautiful to Him whether we’re
shaking, trembling, or jumping. We are beautiful to Him when we
are at home with our hearts breaking and we think no one knows or
cares.