In response, he discouraged me from searching for a new recipe and declared that he didn't just like the way my cookies taste, he LOVES them. Then in case I was wondering about his sincerity, he proceeded to eat about a dozen of them.
Yep, he's a keeper. :)
That got me thinking...sometimes I'm like those cookies. They don't meet conventional standards of what makes a beautiful cookie. You won't see them on Pinterest, or in a bakery, or in the pages of a cooking magazine. But at least one man loves them.
It's easy to feel down about myself because I don't meet conventional standards of what makes a beautiful or "perfect" woman. I could bore you with a list of the things I am not good at and celebrities I don't look like.
But none of that matters. I am a daughter of God. He created me exactly the way He meant to, with unique talents and physical appearance. I am beautiful because He made me and He loves me.
I am so thankful for that knowledge and for my wonderful husband who helps me remember what's really important.