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You. Are. Beautiful.

You are beautiful. You possess unique qualities that make YOU wanted. That make YOU needed. You are one of a kind. You are smart. Maybe not IQ of 140+ smart, but maybe know how to bake, know how to work a crowd, know how to send a perfect thank you, know how to build a campfire, know how to crack the perfect joke, at the perfect time, smart. You are desirable. You were beautifully and wonderfully made by the Greatest Creator known in history. So say it. "I am BEAUTIFUL." "I am SMART." "I am DESIRABLE." Maybe there was someone in your life that already told you, "you is pretty, you is smart, you is important," but you didn't buy into it. You should. It's true. Maybe you're reading this, and you're thinking that I don't know you and what an awful person you are. I might not know you, but I will tell you this... You are one of the most beautiful people He has ever seen. Beauty comes from within. It is NOT whatever Hollywood decides it is for that season. Maybe you know you're beautiful on the outside, but it's the inside you can't move past. Well, every single person has a history. I don't know a single person that is not ashamed of more than one choice they have made in their life previously. Forgive. Forgive yourself. Forgive others. In doing this, you will find an inner peace that will put a joy in your heart that you never knew you could have. And then move forward. Life is a constant ebb and flow. Sometimes the forward motion will push you a few steps back. That's okay. Stop for just a minute. Take a look around. Remember the goals you have set for yourself. Remember the promises you made. Remember that you are beautiful. Remember that you have unique qualities that make you wanted, needed, & desirable. Remember that you are smart. Remember that you don't have to "make" something work, just to prove everyone else wrong. In this minute, take a deep breath, and remember the awesome promise we have in Jeremiah 29:11, "For I know the plans I have for you," declares the Lord, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future." Now seek it out. There is a fabulous plan, designed especially for YOU. For ME. It's not just going to "happen" to us. We have to decide. We have to take our minute, look at where we are in our ebb or flow of life, and choose the path that would most honor Him. It's not always easy, but you will be glad you did. Because you are not just beautiful, you are GORGEOUS. On the inside and out. You deserve the best of the best of the best. You don't think you do? Well I'm telling you, YOU DO!

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