Thursday, January 23, 2014

I Am Beautiful

My second resolution this year was to stop hating myself. Instead I would give myself mercy and forgiveness. I would celebrate my gifts and look for positives. When Laura at Catholic Cravings posted this fill-in-the-blanks poem I thought about it for a few days and decided to give it a shot.
I am beautiful.
I am beautiful because I am made in the image of God, who was a light that shined in the darkness. I am beautiful inside and out, for He didn’t just make my soul but my body too. All of me, body and soul, is His image. 
I am beautiful because my hair turns to gold in the sun, my eyes are like pools which delight in blues and greens: they are passionate and colorful as I am. 
And because I have a tan birthmark across my back.
I was beautiful when I painted with watercolors sitting at the picnic table on a bright warm day.
I am beautiful because my calves are too stocky to fit into boots and my hair can frizz in an instant.
I am beautiful like meadow in Colorado on a midsummer day.
I am beautiful when I smile.
I am beautiful when I receive Holy Communion and kneel before Jesus in Adoration. I am beautiful when I laugh and when I mourn, when I pray the O Blood and Water, whispering "I trust in You" to Him who is so beautiful. 
I am beautiful when I wear my striped maxi skirt and blue rose earrings.
I was beautiful even when I did not see it. Though I hid in my closet and cried over my thunder thighs, I was beautiful.
I am beautiful still.
I don’t know whether my eyes are doves behind my veil, or my hair like a flock of goats descending from Gilead. But in my own way, my own Rachel-way, I am beautiful. Perhaps, I am beautiful like mockingbird sitting on an ivy-laden or like a tiny star twinkling through the boughs of a swaying tree.
I am definitely not beautiful because I am perfect. I am not perfect, inwardly or outwardly. I have flaws enough.
But I am beautiful.
For I am loved by God, and love is in my heart, and where there is love:
there is beauty.


  1. Hi there! Did you receive my comment last night? I think google is eating comments again! Aaaaack!

  2. Ok - so basically, I wanted you to check out the song Shadowfeet by Brooke Fraser. Google ate my comments. Not the first time.

    Been one of those days.


  3. Thanks Cristina! I'll check it out!