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Pictures have an interesting effect don't they.
They make you realise you are talking to a person instead of a computer screen!
Miri?
Tinkerbell has a funny computer screen.
Pictures have an interesting effect don't they.
They make you realise you are talking to a person instead of a computer screen!
Miri?
That's very much what this is about.Amazing for them to be able to receive help from you.. words hurt but beauty is in the eye of the beholder.. You're not ugly.. I'm sorry you were the chosen of hurtful people..
Well, it's nice to recognize who God thinks is beautiful.I love yall no matter what yall look like or dont look like![]()
For the record I have always been ashamed of my physical appearance but if anyone has ever wondered what I look like that mystery will be solved today. But even so my issue is that when i look at others regardless of their appearances or who they are what they have done in life I only see beauty I see a wondrous creature that God took such great care in forming in the womb down the every single hair on their head when they see ugly I see beauty when they see filth I see clean when they see unworthy I see a reigning king and queen.
It's easy to see with God's eyes when i look at others but when i look at myself it's not so easy View attachment 163209View attachment 163209
Well, it's nice to recognize who God thinks is beautiful.![]()
That's very much what this is about.
On good days, I think I'm tolerable to look at. BUT God thinks I'm beautiful. To think anything less is the lie. And, I'm going to spend the rest of my days trying to believe that despite knowing I AM the liar.
One of my brothers thinks I'm flakey. I can be, but I know I'm not.
One of my brothers has no idea how to take me. He may or may never figure that out. He loves me and I love him. If he never figures me out, that's a good thing, because I can't either.
One of my brothers thinks I always know what I'm doing. I hope he finally gets I don't always. I'm not even sure if usually.
My sister and youngest brother consider me the grownup out to teach them. Someday they'll get I was already away from home and married when they were born, so, no. I'm just another sibling and they are grown enough to make their own way without needing me to teach them (anything but God.)
I do see easily how others believe their own lies about me. It's not that they are lying evil things. They just believe stuff about me that is hard to get over thinking and it's nice they all love me, so I'm not worried if they get it right or wrong.
But, the hardest person to convince of a lie is ourselves. Especially since that lie we've accepted is about ourselves.
So, that's what this is. We all lie on who we are. We all hide horrendous secrets, that aren't all that horrendous to God... or are, but he settled it by dying on the cross because he loves us. To understand that is a first step. To believe it is sanctification. He keeps pushing who he is into us, until we trust him enough to take him at his word and agree.
To believe I'm beautiful is a small step, but I also know one I cannot take on my own. To put my face on this site is to tell people, I may not believe it yet, but I trust God is telling the truth. He has made me beautiful.
i still don't know if Amy's better at jammies or just in general? i'm okay with in general because she's my baby girl.
your grandson preaches? that's awesome!!![]()
I'm sure you've known Him longer than I but I'm still happy for you!That's very much what this is about.
On good days, I think I'm tolerable to look at. BUT God thinks I'm beautiful. To think anything less is the lie. And, I'm going to spend the rest of my days trying to believe that despite knowing I AM the liar.
One of my brothers thinks I'm flakey. I can be, but I know I'm not.
One of my brothers has no idea how to take me. He may or may never figure that out. He loves me and I love him. If he never figures me out, that's a good thing, because I can't either.
One of my brothers thinks I always know what I'm doing. I hope he finally gets I don't always. I'm not even sure if usually.
My sister and youngest brother consider me the grownup out to teach them. Someday they'll get I was already away from home and married when they were born, so, no. I'm just another sibling and they are grown enough to make their own way without needing me to teach them (anything but God.)
I do see easily how others believe their own lies about me. It's not that they are lying evil things. They just believe stuff about me that is hard to get over thinking and it's nice they all love me, so I'm not worried if they get it right or wrong.
But, the hardest person to convince of a lie is ourselves. Especially since that lie we've accepted is about ourselves.
So, that's what this is. We all lie on who we are. We all hide horrendous secrets, that aren't all that horrendous to God... or are, but he settled it by dying on the cross because he loves us. To understand that is a first step. To believe it is sanctification. He keeps pushing who he is into us, until we trust him enough to take him at his word and agree.
To believe I'm beautiful is a small step, but I also know one I cannot take on my own. To put my face on this site is to tell people, I may not believe it yet, but I trust God is telling the truth. He has made me beautiful.
=================================================All of my family think I'm super woman. Lol
But all that does is give them an excuse to not help out, so I'm not sure if that is good or bad.
As for me, I know I'm not superwoman.
===============================================================That's very much what this is about.
On good days, I think I'm tolerable to look at. BUT God thinks I'm beautiful. To think anything less is the lie. And, I'm going to spend the rest of my days trying to believe that despite knowing I AM the liar.
One of my brothers thinks I'm flakey. I can be, but I know I'm not.
One of my brothers has no idea how to take me. He may or may never figure that out. He loves me and I love him. If he never figures me out, that's a good thing, because I can't either.
One of my brothers thinks I always know what I'm doing. I hope he finally gets I don't always. I'm not even sure if usually.
My sister and youngest brother consider me the grownup out to teach them. Someday they'll get I was already away from home and married when they were born, so, no. I'm just another sibling and they are grown enough to make their own way without needing me to teach them (anything but God.)
I do see easily how others believe their own lies about me. It's not that they are lying evil things. They just believe stuff about me that is hard to get over thinking and it's nice they all love me, so I'm not worried if they get it right or wrong.
But, the hardest person to convince of a lie is ourselves. Especially since that lie we've accepted is about ourselves.
So, that's what this is. We all lie on who we are. We all hide horrendous secrets, that aren't all that horrendous to God... or are, but he settled it by dying on the cross because he loves us. To understand that is a first step. To believe it is sanctification. He keeps pushing who he is into us, until we trust him enough to take him at his word and agree.
To believe I'm beautiful is a small step, but I also know one I cannot take on my own. To put my face on this site is to tell people, I may not believe it yet, but I trust God is telling the truth. He has made me beautiful.
That's very much what this is about.
On good days, I think I'm tolerable to look at. BUT God thinks I'm beautiful. To think anything less is the lie. And, I'm going to spend the rest of my days trying to believe that despite knowing I AM the liar.
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your are trying to baffle us now! you said that you think yourself 'tolerable' but that
Jesus thinks that you are 'beautiful'...there are no 'grey areas' here sister, it's either-or,
we thinks your 'beautiful, even though we've never 'really' seen' you, does this help any?
will you take us seriously?, will you TRUST us?................................................
Yes ma'am, he likes to imitate his pastor. His pastor gets rather excited while preaching, so my grandson gets excited, too. He gets up on a fireplace ledge a few inches off the floor, gets a toy microphone and paces back and forth preaching. Is funny to watch.i still don't know if Amy's better at jammies or just in general? i'm okay with in general because she's my baby girl.
your grandson preaches? that's awesome!!![]()
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Always. You're both always trusted.That's very much what this is about.
On good days, I think I'm tolerable to look at. BUT God thinks I'm beautiful. To think anything less is the lie. And, I'm going to spend the rest of my days trying to believe that despite knowing I AM the liar.
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your are trying to baffle us now! you said that you think yourself 'tolerable' but that
Jesus thinks that you are 'beautiful'...there are no 'grey areas' here sister, it's either-or,
we thinks your 'beautiful, even though we've never 'really' seen' you, does this help any?
will you take us seriously?, will you TRUST us?................................................
================================================Yes ma'am, he likes to imitate his pastor. His pastor gets rather excited while preaching, so my grandson gets excited, too. He gets up on a fireplace ledge a few inches off the floor, gets a toy microphone and paces back and forth preaching. Is funny to watch.
Man this thread has gotten a lot of pages since i was last here, but as for the beatles hair style no that's not my thing I do however have these awesome ozzie sun glasses that I can see through as normal glasses so imagine me with a much taller spiked mowhawk with ozzie ozborn shadesI don't know if any of you are familiar with the movie "Shallow Hal", but I always thought that the hypnotized Hal was a great depiction of how God sees us.
Blain! You got the gurls cooing! (Even them 60 year olds hubba hubba) But somehow I pictured you with a Beatles-like do too.
not right now I don't I don't have a camera anymore and my phone is broken but as soon a si can i will take one and post it assuming i didn't lose my ozzie shades i haven't seen them for a couple days and my little sister kayleen sotle my normal glasses a week ago took them to school and i almost didn't get them back.Surely you have a picture..?![]()
at that young age', is he already being indoctrinated into something before he has even been asked?================================================
at that young age', is he already being indoctrinated into something before he has even been asked?
we are all blessed to even have been given the privilege of a Choice!!!
have you ever wondered, if from the 'beginning', if we each had our own choices,
"what would we do"???