Its date night, a rare but highly coveted occasion at my house and I’m on my second set of clothing. Turning in the mirror I ask my husband that question we all ask…
“Does this make me look fat?” He gives the only answer that ensures the course of the evening ahead… “No, you look great!” He puts his arms around me, smiles, gazing at my reflection and says…
“You are beautiful!”
And I do what I always do, push out from his loving arms, sneer a little and roll my eyes (probably not so pretty) because I do not think I’m beautiful and he must be crazy to think I am or worse he’s just not being honest.
Then a few seconds later I notice a serious look on his face and I ask him, “What’s wrong?” He takes a deep breath and says, “It hurts my feelings when I tell you that you are beautiful and you don’t believe me.” He adds, “I love you and I do think you’re beautiful, even when you’re not at your best I think you’re beautiful. And, I’m concerned because our girls are always listening and watching to see how you respond and they will learn to respond to compliments in the same negative way that you do. I don’t want them to look in the mirror and worry that they look fat or that they aren’t pretty and I want them to believe me when I tell them they are beautiful, but if you don’t then they won’t either.”
In that moment I realized that my sweet husband sees me very much in the same way that God does.
It doesn’t matter if I just woke up or if I’m all made up, He thinks I’m beautiful.
It doesn’t matter if I’m overweight or the perfect weight, He thinks I’m beautiful.
It doesn’t matter what I do or don’t do, He thinks I’m beautiful.
Inside and out.
And, my husband is right. My girls are listening. Do I want them to believe it when they’re daddy says they’re beautiful? And, do I want them to believe HIM when He says that they’re beautiful too.
And it’s so much bigger than just believing my husband when he says I look nice, it’s more about believing that he is speaking and acting on behalf of God. That He appointed this man to me as a representative of Him. After all Ephesians 5:23 says “the husband is head of the wife as Christ is head of the church.” Why wouldn’t I believe that my husband takes this seriously and is acting as such?
God reveals himself to me in my husband in so many ways and if I’m not careful I will miss it…
When he encourages me, it’s God.
When he imparts wisdom to me, it’s God.
When he provides for me, it’s God.
When he protects me, it’s God.
When he leads me, it’s God.
When he loves me, it’s God.
And, when he says I’m beautiful, it’s God.
I believe it now. Not just for my girls. But for me too.
I can’t tell you how freeing this Truth is, to not doubt my husband’s words or actions. It removes all the mental anguish that I place on myself. It allows me to just believe him, to smile and graciously say “thank you.”
What about you? Are you believing him because of HIM?