"He doesn't love me because I am beautiful. I am beautiful to him because he loves me."
So writes Gretchen Louise Glaser in her beautiful and very sweet post, His Beauty. Though I don't know Gretchen, my heart has often been touched by her lovely writing, in which there is much evident and tender love for her man, soon to become her husband. It's so endearing.
I'm such a sappy girl when it comes to love and romance. It doesn't take much…just a snapshot of a cute couple, a sweet movie, seeing the way a husband and wife look at one another, hearing how someone speaks about their fiance or spouse, and I'm all amush with "awwww"s inside and out. Seeing that kind of love, especially young love, does something to my heart. I get this wonderful, inexpressible feeling…the feeling that all is well in the world.
And it's not because I wish myself to be in that state today, but because it's such a delight to see. Because God made it to be that way. There's nothing like a couple in love. It's like looking out a window and seeing the blue sky, chirping birds, and green grass; it's natural, fresh, alive, and beautiful. It's the way things ought to be, just like the sun rises and sets, just like the seasons come and go…true love is always there.
A strong man, a tender woman. It's beauty that can't be defined in physical terms.
Just like God's love for us.
"Christ views us this very same way, that we are completely and utterly beautiful, perfect just the way we are. And if we could finally grasp that, I think we would see not only the view of our own bodies and images change, but our views of others." reads part of a comment on Gretchen's post.
Never had I thought of it that way before. That is why my heavenly Prince loves me so much! I know that I am entirely undeserving, and so I have struggled to make sense of His amazing love. Though I know salvation is by grace alone, it's hard for my human mind to grasp the concept of how He could love me so much when I've mucked up my life so much, when I am often far from beautiful.
"He has taken me into His banquet hall, and His banner over me is love." – Song of Songs 2:4
This thought has opened the door a little wider in my understanding. My beauty doesn't depend on me, it depends on Him. He doesn't love me because I am beautiful in my own right, but He loves me as I am, which makes me beautiful. His love – love that is always there – makes me beautiful. Beauty that can't be defined in physical terms.
What a precious, precious thought this is to me! When I feel discouraged and downtrodden, I know this, and all is well in the world….I am not loved because I am beautiful, I am beautiful because I am loved.
And so are you. Never, ever forget that.