Dear girls,
(This is quite long.)
Let me start this by telling you a story. Someone told me once that I am not beautiful. “Do you really think you’re beautiful?” he puts it that way. I know that person is joking for he afterward withdraws what he said. But there is always truth behind every joke. Of course I don’t think I am. I never did. I asked lots of people what is beauty for them after that. But just as love, beauty is such a complex word which if it is pointing to a particular person, it is subjective. I smiled and pretended that I am fine, because what will I respond? It’s a totally awkward moment if I am going to defend myself or just let it go. I smiled because I think I have known what beauty really means (at least for that time). Is it the presence of flawless skin? Is it the eyebrow on fleek or long lashes? Or how about red lips and rosy cheeks? Maybe you can conclude that beauty is all about having white skin or a well-shaped nose and straight shiny hair, and oh, the curvy body shape you add.
What about those people who haven’t given those physical qualities? So if you stereotype beauty as flawless, how about those who have scars? If you say a beautiful girl’s epitome looks like Liza Soberano, how about those who do not look like her? I mean, if a person is dark or has a “not so perfect” nose, do you call him less of a beauty? But oh, those are really beautiful qualities and all.
But please let me tell you there is more to those. Wow. Beauty is such a deep word only grafted from a branch if you incline it to outward attributes of a person. Beauty, I mean genuine beauty, is more than skin deep. It is actually something SO deep within the soul. Because beauty is engraved to people who have precious souls of compassion. Beauty is helping someone in need or giving a hand to a stranger who is in need of help. Beauty is loving people who are unlovable. A beautiful person speaks with gentleness on her tone to avoid conflict.
A beautiful girl is the one who sees beauty and significance to almost all of the insignificant things in the world. Like those who stop in a wonderful view of nature and feel its ambiance (regardless of how crazy some might think that is), those who aren’t shy to respect their elders and those who have joy in their hearts despite the storm they are in, I think that’s beautiful.
And girls, don’t base your beauty on the compliments of men, because it’ll never be enough. Your beauty doesn’t define by how many said you’re beautiful or how many say you aren’t. Beauty is laughter. Beauty is kindness, true, it is kindness. Beauty radiates when you have peace SO real in your soul. Beauty is not hunting for a boy’s heart but letting them hunt yours. Beauty is having a gentle way of talking with other people. Beauty is understanding even the most difficult people or circumstances that go against your way. Beauty is patiently waiting for something you know it’ll come in the fullness of His time…
And lastly, as far as I know, being beautiful starts when you decide to believe all that God has said you are. I super love the fact that God doesn’t look at someone’s physical appearance ( 1 Peter 3:3-4 ), because He DIRECTLY looks at someone’s HEART.
“Rather, it should be that of your inner self, the unfading beauty of a gentle and quiet spirit, which is of great worth in God’s sight.” …
1 Peter 3:4, NIV
“but rather what is inside the heart–the imperishable quality of a gentle and quiet spirit, which is of great worth in God’s sight.”
1 Peter 3:4, CSB:
And can I ask a question? Where will you base your confidence of being beautiful? Is it on people who can only introspect shallow definition of the word, or to the God Who owns the whole world (and even your soul) and the real Judge? I guess the answers are classified.
But oh, lastly, I know this letter is quite so long, that person I was talking about from the beginning of this letter, actually (maybe) noticed my audacity on the words he gave. So just before I could give my feedback to him, he said, “You are not beautiful Bids, because you are more than that”. With a sigh of relief along with a smile, he ended. Hmmm. How beautiful is that?
I hope you’ll find someone who looks beyond you from this day on. The one who will truly understand that beauty is a whole lot of a mirage, being formed fragment by fragment until you can see the whole view and realizes that BEAUTIFUL by physical judgment is an understatement, for just like love, it defies all reasons.
Forever and always,
Kryzylle Nicole