Blemishes and flaws

In nature there is no blemish but the mind: none can be called deformed but the unkind”
William Shakespeare

“In other men we faults can spy,
And blame the mote that dims their eye;
Each little speck and blemish find;
To our own stronger errors blind.”

Benjamin Franklin

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(white hydrangeas / Julie Cook / 2015)

When did we decide that perfection, the flawless, the blemish free was the goal?
When did we convince ourselves that only the unspoiled, the unsullied, the sparkling and the immaculate were to be the prize, the treasure, the quest?

When did we decide to pour our finances into recreating a nose, teeth, a chin, cheeks, breasts, hips, stomachs, backsides, eyes, hair. . .
When did we decide we needed to look like “them” in order to be beautiful, accepted, better?

When did we decide we didn’t like our face, our body, our minds, our souls. . .
We decided we needed to take action. . .we built up those whose appearances seems to have achieved perfection and we, no matter the cost, the expense, the stupidity, wanting it too, have decided to risk everything for the flawless and the blemish free. . .
We won’t be satisfied until we too are one of the beautiful people.
No matter sacrifice or cost, pain or suffering. . .

When did we look in a mirror comparing what looked back to the magazine covers, the television shows, the movies? Deciding we just didn’t like what we saw. . . too big, too small, not round, too square, too heavy, too scrawny, too long, too short, too pale, too dark. . .

Flawless and blemish free. . .
Who set the mark for beauty and who has perpetuated the lie. . .

You are altogether beautiful, my love; there is no flaw in you.
Song of Solomon 4:7

O make her holy, cleansing her by the washing with water through the word, and to present her to himself as a radiant church, without stain or wrinkle or any other blemish, but holy and blameless. In this same way, husbands ought to love their wives as their own bodies. He who loves his wife loves himself.
Ephesians 5:26-28

7 comments on “Blemishes and flaws

  1. Lynda says:

    Perfectionism keeps us from being the persons God created us to be. There is only one perfect person who walked the earth and that is our Lord Jesus the Christ. He is the only one that we should strive to emulate. And with whom did Jesus interact – certainly not those striving for perfection. He ate with sinners and walked with those who knew they were imperfect. It is so difficult to move beyond the desire for perfection but when we do, we discover the incredible freedom of being ourselves.

  2. ColorStorm says:

    Sounds all too familiar jewels; that worn out, age old, deceptive and manipulating:
    …lust of the flesh……….lust of the eyes………and the pride of life.

    No flaw in you? Yes, as God made us, but all too often we get in the way 😉

    hav a gr8 wknd too.

    • Thanks Colorful Nick—-yes flaws and full of them–I sometimes feel as if society thinks we can nip and tuck everything we don’t like all away and then everyone is perfectly happy. . .and I have some lovely swamp land for sale. . .:)
      Cheers to a happy weekend—
      hugs and blessings—Julie

  3. And as much discussion as there is about accepting yourself and one another does not seem to be changing a thing – sounds like we need a Savior! Oh, God sent one, Jesus the Christ, Hallejulah!!
    Good post, thanks!

  4. The people who make money off of beauty products! What an exquisite photo of the white hydrangea, my friend. At this age, I have to just be who I am, there’s no more covering things up. So freckles, wrinkles, blemishes are just what they are. Hugs, N 🙂 ❤

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