So, this morning we were getting ready for church in our usual calm manner. (cough)
As in most households, mommy still does the majority of the work when getting the girls ready.
(Jeff has learned a lot during the last few years, though. He will say things like, " where's your bow?" and "no, let's not wear the black sparkly tights with our sundress". God bless him.)
Oh, and does anyone else get dressed and put their shoes on before anything else? It's a habit for me. See, if we were in a hurry warm feet are more important than dry hair and a made up face.
I'm speaking from experience on that one.
Like my feet are really the first thing people notice. *sigh*
Now where was I?
Ah, here's what I am getting to in this ramble ... when I finally start to get ready (in the remaining five minutes before we leave), instead of multi-tasking and beautifying I start homing in on the flaws. Today's winner? My top lip is smaller than my bottom lip. I feel like they are out of proportion. Seriously.
Last week these gems popped into my head at various times: my eyes are tiny... my forehead is huge... my hair isn't straight enough ... my fingers are too bony ...and so on and so forth.
Honestly! Why do we do this?!?! We are created in God's image. And think about it, we all think our children are so adorable. Just imagine how cute God thinks we all are! He looks at us and sees beauty, we look at ourselves and see double chins.
And then today, I was all set to blog about my visit with an old friend last week. And I can't bring myself to post a picture of us. Sorry, Bill! They just don't look good.
Here is a lovely picture of our children, though! (for those HU grads, these are Aaron Brister's daughters. For all the rest, they belong to Billie Jean)
Now, 90% of the time I don't give it much thought, so don't go thinking I am all depressed or something. I just don't look in mirrors unless I have to get ready. And I don't have my picture taken, either.