14 I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made.
I think of that verse every day when I get up. Before my coffee and a little makeup it’s on the fearful side, but after those I can at least move toward something akin to wonderful.
This post falls under the category of “what is wrong with this woman?”
I grew up a plain dumpy little girl in homemade clothes, sensible shoes, and certainly no makeup.
I think God meant for me to be a mommy to three girls. When they were little I loved dressing them in glittery clothes, light up sneakers, and lots of animal prints. I was born to unleash those girls to be extra wonderful and I reveled in it.
As they grew I allowed myself to dip my toes in to the waters of sparkly clothes, high heeled shoes, eyeliner, and bright pink lipstick. I even indulge in the occasional mani/pedi.
Granddaughter on the left – Lady M on the right
Shoes by Kate Spade (on sale)
Now as I pack for the Camino I realize that I’ll have no need to ponder the perfect outfit for each day, no need for eyeliner, and certainly not my Kate Spade’s. The Camino is not a catwalk, it’s a pilgrimage and God sees me just as I am. Not a dumpy little girl and not carefully applied lipliner. Just me as I am.
Perhaps some of the earlier verses in Psalm 139 express it best…
1 O Lord, you have searched me and known me.
2 You know when I sit down and when I rise up; you discern my thoughts from far away.
3 You search out my path and my lying down, and are acquainted with all my ways.
4 Even before a word is on my tongue, O Lord, you know it completely.
5 You hem me in, behind and before, and lay your hand upon me.
6 Such knowledge is too wonderful for me; it is so high that I cannot attain it.
I thought I was going to walk the Camino to face God, but perhaps I’m meant to just face myself. Perhaps I’m doing that already.
Can I at least pack one lipstick? 💋💄😊