My friend, Mindy, decided to post blog pictures of herself without make-up or photoshopping. It’s powerful…but you may also think, “If I looked like Mindy, I would do it too.” I know what you mean. I often look like a gekko when I wake up in the morning. Especially when I haven’t had a cup of coffee.

Enjoy this post from Momma Mindy’s Moments.  MaKiNg FuN of MoM

Hair: Sometimes You Just Need a New Crop

If you’re old enough, you may remember that the 1980’s were the Big Hair Days.  We used to backcomb our hair way up to the ceiling.  Then we sprayed it with sticky hair spray – about a can per washing. big hair family

Texas was the Big Hair State, and Texans had the special ability to tease their hair way up into the sky.  Hairspray

Ah…..those were the days.  (If you were not born at the time, stay tuned because fashions tend to repeat themselves every 25 years or so.  I know it’s a scary thing, but sooner or later big hair is coming back!)

In pre-revolutionary France, the trendy look was hair that reached six feet high and contained birds nests, fruit, and flowers.  No kidding.  Imagine strolling along the beach, and seagulls fighting over the cranberries in your hair.

You notice a supremely rotten smell, and realize it’s coming from the mid-section of your hair. You forgot to remove the pineapple and kiwi fruit from two weeks ago.  And you thought the eighties big hair was over the top!

Fresh Cut Fruit Tray

Actually, the seventies and eighties were my decades because I could “grow” from five feet two and a half

all the way to 5’10” just from my big hair

and platform shoes.       

Hairstyles will continue to come and go.  It’s God’s way of showing us he has a sense of humor.  Someday you’ll look back at your pictures from past years and think, “Oh my gosh!  Did I really wear my hair like that?!”

1950s hair

What would happen if we could totally grasp the concept that God cares much more about our heart than our hairstyles?  On the surface we probably get it, but maybe we could let it steep into our souls:

“Man looks at outward appearance, but God looks at the heart.” I Samuel 16:7

I hope and pray that those words become tattooed onto our hearts, Tattoos

and that we can reclaim the plunder of the Body Image Bandit.

Body Image: Starring The Lips


Some people are born with full, beautiful lips.  But not Rebecca.

She always had thin little lipettes until today.  They used to just sit on her face, but now they had their own reality show.

Every so often I had to force my eyes up to meet hers, as mine kept getting hung up on the big shiny blobs sitting where her lips used to reside.  They looked swollen and took up about a third of her face.  Two pink slugs trying to talk.

Cotton candy colored sparkly lip gloss gave The Lips a larger-than-life look.  I noticed people shielding their eyes from the glare.  Bubble-gum pink lip liner gave The Lips a multi-dimensional reality.   Apparently she had slapped on a jar of Vaseline to finish off the look.  I could not believe that she could talk with all the gunk on her lips.  It was a miracle.  I half expected The Lips to get stuck together, and then I would have to call 911.  I slipped into a daydream…
*          *          *         *          *          *          *          *          *          *          *          *
“Emergency Services.  How can I help you?”
Breathing heavily, I gasped for air.  “It’s my friend Rebecca,” I sputtered.
“What’s the problem, ma’am?”
“It’s her lips.”  There.  I managed to get it out.
“Her lips?”
“Yes, that’s right.  Her lips are stuck together, and …”
“Did she accidentally swallow Elmer’s glue?  That happens to a lot of first graders.”
“No, I think she wanted to have voluminous, movie-star lips, and had a lip job, then piled on truckloads of lip gloss, lip liner, and Vaseline to get the fullest look possible.  And now she can’t pry her lips apart.”
“Okay, this is obviously a prank call, and I’m gonna have to report you.”  Click.

“Cherrie, hello, are you listening?”  Rebecca rolled her eyes at me. “For a minute it looked like you were off in your own little world.”

Oops.  I guess I was off in my own head for a few minutes, thinking about the lengths we go to transform ourselves into our culture’s standard of beauty.  I was born with full lips, but I suppose if I could buy a pair of longer legs, I would consider it. 🙂

Nowadays I have more positive feelings about my body.  Since I came down with ankylosing spondylitis and later lupus, I’ve learned to appreciate my body for its amazing ability to do what God designed to do.  Although I was an athlete and treated my body pretty well, I was shocked to develop such auto-immune disorders.  My focus is now much more about, “I’m so thankful I can walk and breathe with no pain,” than “Does my butt look big in these jeans?”I remember days when I couldn’t do those things without crying in pain, and there was a whole month that I couldn’t walk at all.  To use the restroom, I had to roll off the couch and crawl on my knees down the hall.  So nowadays I try to focus more on the good and less on the body parts I would have liked to trade in for a newer model. But over all, I am filled with gratitude that my body has the capability of moving in such amazing ways.  I try to stay out of Negative-ville in my head.  After all, it’s a jungle in there!

8 Finally, brothers and sisters, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things. 9  (Philippians 4:8-9)

This is me kayaking on Lake Perryagin in Winthrop, WA.  Kayaking and chocolate are my drugs of choice!

(NOTE:  Rebecca is not her real name. )

How to Develop a Healthy Body Image: Celebrating You, a Unique Masterpiece!


What if you could embrace life as if you were a unique masterpiece – a beautiful piece of art, created to do specific things?  The Bible says that is exactly what you are, and your life has purpose and meaning. There is so much more to life than obsessing about your looks, wondering if your jeans make you look fat!  God didn’t create you to spend hour after hour, day after day thinking about how to make your cheekbones appear higher, your eyes look bigger, or your waist look smaller.  He has another vision for you, and he passionately desires you to get on board.

Ephesians 2:10 says, “For we are God’s workmanship, created in Christ Jesus to do good works, which God prepared in advance for us to do.”  Notice it does not say,
“For we are God’s workmanship, created in Christ Jesus to obsess about our rear ends, food, and how to get skinny.”  We were crafted for a much greater purpose. So hop off the scale, stop craning your neck to check out your tush, and get on with life!  Only then can you discover and embrace your calling.

To discover your true calling:  Ask God to reveal this to you.  Make a list of your passions, talents, gifts, and  – drum roll, please:  What breaks your heart?  It is no mistake that you were created with unique characteristics, and a story.  Continue on the voyage of exploring your gifts, talents, and story and the Lord will reveal your calling.  Because you are indeed a unique masterpiece!