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A Tale of Humility - Makeup & Genies

This is part of my Honeymoon Saga in relation to Humility. Click here to read the post that came before this one.
 
Part of me had hopes that I was wrong in my gut feeling. Maybe, just maybe I hadn't left my makeup! I mean, no way I was in the car with my new husband only a few hours after our nuptials with no make-up. Right?! One thing was for sure I wasn't going to worry with it. God had been doing marvelous work in my life. Crazy how He works things out when you let Him run the show! I prayed and resolved that God would take the issue off my mind and help me deal with the possible problem tomorrow. While I did not believe God would play genie and make my make up bag appear in the car if I had left, I did believe He would help me handle the situation.

Alright, so we make it to our hotel room and I'm going to blame the fatigue from the day no the entire wedding week! but ya'll I took my overnight bag to the bathroom and what do I start looking for... yep! my makeup... oh geez. I knew it wasn't there. The only place it might be MAYBE is in my BIG ol' suitcase which was left in the car and stuffed full of a week's worth of swimwear, sun dresses, and bridal lingerie.... MAN oh man... it's one thing to be prepared for no comfy sweat-pants, no 'lazy' clothes day, and attempting to always look extra feminine and pretty despite carrying an extra 20lbs on my petite frame...but my goodness... a full Honeymoon week in beach clothes with no makeup!
 Oy Vey!

I had been keeping an extra tub of mascara in my purse...Praise the Lord!... so only applying mascara plus lipstick and lip gloss I probably took less time in the bathroom than most brides on their wedding night in the history of EVER.........

There was a humbleness I had to accept in my situation. I am sure it is no surprise to most that the Bible talks often of humility. Something I have noticed is when humility is discussed in scripture it always involves raising others up, exalting Christ, and denying our own self. (Philippians 2:3-11)

We make choices everyday that focus on our selves instead of Christ. I had spent some time being concerned about my appearance leading up to our wedding night. I was reminded that humility before God is important, but God also showed me that sometimes the very best way to honor our Heavenly Father is to be exactly as He created us to be - freckles, curves, and all.

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