Sometimes people are beautiful.
Not in looks.
Not in what they say.
Just in what they are.
Something my youth pastor shared to our youth group. Some people just have it all backwards and need to see the need for Jesus in their lives.
When I feel plain, He shines glorious colors through my skin. When I don’t feel beautiful, He dresses me in love and cloaks me in grace.
The destined end of man is not happiness, nor health, but holiness.