Just trying to immerse myself in the message that God reverently, with awe made me. And because he is reverent, awe-filled, and wonderful, then I am. I can not express the resistance in my soul to this. A lifetime of lies must be shed ... so I just have to be quiet for awhile and let God do his thing in me. I am longing for his presence to overcome me and squeeze out all the lies.
A few months ago when I was driving, I heard a song on the radio that I'd never heard before. It was one of those that leapt at me and the words that caught me were, "Don't you know that you're beautiful?" No. No. No. I don't.
I hadn't heard it again until today. I caught more of the words, came home and found it on YouTube. Funny. This is the picture of the band. Immersed. Singing the message I need to hear. It's about a girl whose parents are getting divorced, which mine are not, that isn't my struggle. But the words really all speak to me. It sort of seemed like God singing to me, immersing me in the message:
Don't you know don't you know that you're beautiful?
Don't you know don't you know that you're beautiful?
Can't you see what you mean to me?
Can't you see what you mean to me?
