Kylie Jenner Lips. Muah!

29 May, 2015

I am a girl and I want to look pretty. Is that so bad? I teeter-totter between "I have Jesus so I don't need to impress anyone and I can be single forever and who cares if I eat this donut" & "oh my goodness I want to be a Victorias Secret model and eat water and air for breakfast lunch and dinner."

So, today, I was teetering more on the latter of the two. Walking into my moms office, I nonchalantly asked, "do you think I should get lip fillers?" Now, for those of you who are boys and don't know what that means, lip fillers are basically collagen injected into one's lips by a doctor for plumper, fuller lips. It lasts about 2 years and costs a pretty penny.

I obviously know this is one of the dumbest things ever to spend money on, but it proves how the world's mindset of "you can never be too pretty/thin/perfect" can soak into our minds... mine in particular.

Anyways, I walked into my moms office, asked her the question, and recieved the best answer in the whole wide world: is that what you want to be doing when Jesus comes back?

Woof, she went straight for the big guns. "Ummmm... no?" I said as more of a question than an answer.

She winked at me, "there's your answer, babe!"

I obviously knew she wouldn't have said anything different. I would have been worried if she answered back "yeah! totally! your lips are too thin, you definitely need to pay $1,000 for injections..." Lol. And that's what moms are for: to steer us back in the right direction, to help us see we really are beautiful inside and out, and to keep a healthy, modest mindset with our choices and expenses.

There's nothing wrong, necessarily, with getting lip injections. I actually have a couple friends who've gotten them done (they do look great, but my friends all admitted to crying during the injection... ouch). What's wrong is thinking we absolutely positively need something we don't yet have in order to be worthy. Whether that's needing lips like Kylie Jenner, a rose gold Michael Kors watch, a Hermes Birkin bag, a french manicure, or eyelash extensions (of which I had for about a month, yeah not worth it... my eyes were constantly red and watery)

I'm a girly girl. I am the queen of colorful purses and hair blow-outs and princess crowns and knee high boots. But, when I let anything other than CHRIST define me, like my appearance, my closet, or my car, I will never be satisfied. The world is one tough place, it chews you up and spits you out, no matter how beautiful/wealthy/powerful one may become. Our looks will fade, the flashing lights will dim, and our true colors will come out. If we have Christ, however, we have something to hold onto greater than ourselves: an eternity with the creator of the universe in Heaven, complete with streets of gold and gates of pearls. (Revelation 21:21)

I'm not a perfect Christian, I explained that in my last blog. Clearly, I still have worldly thoughts on a daily basis desiring uneternal materialism that will fade. I need to constantly remind myself: Focus less on the world and its smoke and mirrors, darling, and fix your eyes on The One more beautiful than all the VS models combined: the God who died for you.

Rather, it should be that of your inner self, the unfading beauty of a gentle and quiet spirit, which is of great worth in God's sight. 1 Peter 3:4

Thank you Jesus, that as women we are created exactly how you want us, nothing more, nothing less.

And now, time for the girliest of songs. Tehe :)