Exposed

I threw out the entire contents of my makeup bag this morning (including the bag itself). I have never worn tons of makeup, but the contents of that bag have provided a lot of security and comfort on days when I feel slightly less than stellar.

I would really love to tell you that I threw it out on principle alone; that it was my small act of rebellion against the priorities and values of this world. I would love to commit to never wearing makeup again, never worrying more about my physical appearance than the hungry, hurting, and hopeless people in my midst.

I would love that.

But, the truth of the matter is that I have this persistent eye infection that has come back for round two and my makeup bag could very well be hosting this little bug and causing the reinfections to occur. So, wisdom says - throw out the makeup bag and start all over.

The other truth of the matter is that once this infection is gone I will be purchasing new makeup, and I will once again place a small amount of my trust and faith in that makeup to help me feel beautiful when my insides feel like mush. There really isn't anything sinful or wrong with makeup in and of itself, you know.

But in these in between moments, I am kind of excited to be exposed. I am looking forward to spending a little less time in front of the mirror, worrying about superficial, worldly things.

Who needs makeup anyway? We are all beautifully created in the image of our Savior.

So here is a little challenge for the day: go naked. Don't paint your face, worry about the zits, or take any second glances in the mirror. Don't allow the unrealistic expectations of this world to make you crazy. . . You are beautiful just the way you are.

Then, tomorrow, when you inevitably open the makeup bag to miraculously fix all of the fatal flaws on your perfect face, just remember that it was actually kinda ok to be exposed.