Boo Proms

Well yall, its offically offical: I hate Prom Season.

I've never been to a prom... and its not cause I've never been asked, for I have been asked a few times and I know of several guys who would have taken me. Its not caues I don't want to go for I very much do. And its not because there were no proms avaliable to me, for there is a homeschool prom, and I've been asked to a few other schools' proms...

The reason is my parents have not allowed me. DON'T GET ME WRONG, I DO NOT RESENT THEM FOR IT. Honestly, I just want to dress up and be all perfectly pretty for one night and take pictures. That might seem really lame... but deep down I think a lot of girls feel this way. They just want a time, even for just a very short while, for it to be all about them and for them to look perfect for just a small time... they want to be captivating.

Thankfully, I know that my God thinks I'm beautiful and is captivated by me. He loves me, He knows me, and He wants so to badly to spend time with me. Me, His creation. And since I've been created in His image and likeness, Him and I share some traits... He wants me to be captivated by Him as well. He wants my voluntary love and affection and attention.

I guess, I hate prom season cause it reminds me of my desire to be captivating... seeing all the pretty girls in their pretty dresses with pretty hair and make up and nails and shoes and jewlery... all trying to be something worth looking at. This desire can fuel so much depression and dispare when not fulfilled.

Reflecting on all of this, I'm reminded of what God sees in me... and how He sees me. He sees me. Not the dress and hair, just me. Thinking about this, I want Him to see a character of beauty; selfless, loving, pure beauty. And although I'm not perfect, so very far from it, when I ask Him, what do you see? I get an answer so much more pleasant than when I ask the pretty prom girls.

...maybe I don't hate prom season that much after all....


Creator,

thank you for making me like you... and thank you for loving me the way you do. i am your crown of creation made in your image and from you springs my beauty. continue to define me.
i love you so...