Sometimes I mega struggle with knowing what beauty is. For the past few years I've opened up my heart and mind to Satan's disgustingly enticing lies, but these days I've gotten a lot better at being able to knock them out of my head as fast as they come up. I've finally been able to convince myself that beauty is not just on the outside. It's not even just on the inside. For me, beauty is listening to my Grandparents stories, babysitting and being loud and obnoxious with the kiddos, laughing with my parents, pregnant bellies, holding Steve's hand, amazing worship music, pretty rings, the piano, black and white pictures, excitement, and kept promises...
I could go on for days.
xo.
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