I rushed into the auditorium. I was late by almost one hour. I hate missing ‘Praise and Worship’. For me, that’s the pivotal part of a church service. It gets you prepared for the message.
I caught the last bit of the testimonies and that was very okay. After exchanging a quick hello with the lady beside me, I brought out my Bible and got ready for the word. Then I felt someone poke me on my left arm. The lady beside me. She said; “Oh my goodness! You’re so very beautiful.” I was taken aback. I was confused and if I was white, I bet I’ll have turned three shades of red. I responded gracefully with a smile and a ‘Thank you’. Did I feel beautiful? At that moment, maybe a little if I consider the imaginary size of my head. Humpty Dumpty doesn’t even come close. Lol.
Okay, I admit, I did enjoy the compliment…a lot. But right after that, we got into worship and I was teary-eyed and lost in the heavenly zone. I was thinking of God’s overwhelming love for me and how His grace has held me up all these time.
Rewind to two weeks after I gave my life to Christ, one of my friends was shocked and said, “You’re going to let all that beauty go to waste?” I nodded. “No party, no nice clothes, no booze and boys?” I was amused at the horrified look on his face. He looked as though someone just gave him my obituary.
Although I was amused, I felt a little trepidation as he reminded me too vividly of what I would be missing dare I choose the path of the Cross. I look back 27 years in the Lord and I have not had one day of regret. In fact, my only regret is that I didn’t know Christ earlier. I wish I had. I wish I could have avoided the romance with the world. There’s nothing to it. It’s all vanity.
My life has been beautiful with Christ and the physical beauty is just a shell, an added bonus. I have never felt more beautiful than being in Christ and knowing my Saviour looks at me tenderly with the eyes of love. Knowing that I was worth dying for makes me feel absolutely stunningly more beautiful everyday. He made my life so beautiful and… I don’t know any other definition of beauty comparable to this.
