As I look at my thighs.

As I look at my thighs I see God's finger prints and wonder why he made them large and lumpy. But then I take a closer look and see as well as hear his love with every single thumb and finger print.
And it becomes clear to me that my thighs maybe large and lumpy by the world's view but in His eyes he sees a very different from of beauty. One that was made in heaven and refined by life here on earth. I have spent too many moments hating my tights instead of loving the God who made them. In life how many times do we hate or dislike what is going on in or around our lives instead of thanking the God who gave his life so you can have a more abundant one. Thoughts of my thighs and how imperfect they are have been on my mind more than I would like to admit. And those thoughts took the place of any moments with God. How far could you or I have gotten in our walks if we stopped thinking of things of this world like our looks and put that focus on the Lord and his plans.