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THE BEAUTIFUL

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Have you ever had one of those incredible encounters? You know, the kind that there is absolutely no denying that it was a “God” moment. Even more than a moment, a whole visitation! And I got to be a part of it! It happened earlier today and I’m still up in the clouds about it.

So here’s what happened:  After yoga this morning, I was changing in the locker-room.  I just happened to glance up when at the other end of the room I watched a gal remove her top to reveal a bare chest. Not just a naked chest, please understand, but a “bare” one… double mastectomy. Her change was quick and she promptly put on her work-out top. But where her breasts should have been were two small lumps, each with a long scar through the middle.  And it struck me! I mean it really struck me! Yeah, I know what you’re thinking, “How awful.” NO! That is not what gripped me and this is how I knew it was a God thing. I was struck by the beauty of her chest! And this is also when I knew that I was experiencing one of life’s miracles. It’s when we as mere mortals, fallen creatures, desperately wicked and just plain ‘ol sinners- we can, by the power of the Holy Spirit, actually share a thought with The Almighty Creator! Now that’s a miracle. To high of a thing for my pea brain to try to comprehend and yet, it happened! My Heavenly Father put His Thought into my little brain!! He showed me what He thought about it. How it looked through His eyes and it elicited such deep emotion. That’s when I thought- I should tell her. Too many times God will give us a thought but we chicken out on acting upon it.  Yes- it’s a risk. But if we as Christians are not willing to be Jesus with skin on to the world, then why do we even call ourselves believers. I always pray that I won’t chicken out. . I’ve chickened out too many times in the past- I must be getting braver in my old age. Yay! Besides, I look at it this way: it’s HIS reputation that is at stake and He always comes through.  Love will always take the risk. I could not help myself but made my way through the room and stopped beside her. Now, I have seen her many times at this yoga studio. I placed my hand gently on her arm to get her attention. Then I said to her, “All this time and I have never seen your chest. I just saw it for the first time.”

She responded, “Oh… yeah, that.”

“I have to tell you. It is beautiful. Absolutely beautiful. I was struck by its beauty.”

“What? Oh my gosh- that is so kind of you!”

“No really, it’s beautiful! The feeling I felt is much like when I stared at my uncle’s Purple Heart medal.”

“Oh my gosh, really? I can’t believe you are telling me this. Did you know about my surgery last week?”

“No, I don’t know any of your history.”

“I was supposed to have surgery… to correct these, but I have too many health issues and they couldn’t do it.”

“Really.? I had no idea. I think God wants you to hear this.” (This is when I felt such a confirmation- IN A YOGA STUDIO NO LESS!!- that she is a believer. So I asked and she is! And she said she is in a great Bible study group.) So I said, “Then you have every provision from Christ to be able to understand what I am saying to you. YOUR CHEST IS BEAUTIFUL! The world and our culture have it wrong.” (And I pulled my face tight- you know- plastic surgery), “They think this is beautiful?? No- this (pointing to her chest) is beautiful. It is the deep things, the sublime that are beautiful. It tells a story of courage, fortitude, hope, and survival.”

She couldn’t get over that I was telling her all this. She must have hugged me no less than three or four times.  She said that she would be pondering what I said for a long while. She also thanked me and thanked me for telling her. She informed me that she really didn’t think “they” were very pretty but she loved what I had said.

I thought about that. I never told her they were “pretty.” I said they were “beautiful.” You can put on a fancy dress and look “pretty.” You can have a nip and tuck of the chin and look “pretty.” But beautiful? Well, that can’t be bought, fabricated, counterfeited or faked. It is something much deeper, much richer, real. I think the angels in heaven look at her chest and marvel at its beauty. Do you know how the Bible defines beautiful? The hidden person of the heart. (1 Peter 3:4).

You see, for my yoga gal, her beautiful chest came at a great cost. Many times the beautiful is very costly. In her journey to attain that chest, she has endured pain that taught her fortitude. She has been acquainted with fear and learned to overcome it with hope. She has faced the unspeakable with undaunted courage.  I see her often at the studio and I am so inspired by her life. She has always worn a smile and been very upbeat. And all the while she covers a chest that bears the scars (the beautiful scars) of every woman’s deepest dread. And I have never heard her speak a word of it or draw any attention to herself. And that chest? Well it is much like my uncle’s Purple Heart. It is awarded to one deserving of great honor. One who has overcome. Who has sacrificed. A hero. She’s now my hero. She’s every woman’s hero. And that is beautiful.

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9 thoughts on “THE BEAUTIFUL

  1. I want to thank you. Thank you for your beautiful words about my dear friend. You could not be more accurate in your description of her and your timing could not have been better. Just when she needed those kinds of words the most, you stepped in and give them to her. Thank you thank you thank you.

  2. What an amazing story to start a Saturday morning with Joni! Reminded me of my Mom after she had a partial mastectomy. She was so self conscious about her appearance after the surgery. My Dad walked up to her and said she was even more beautiful than ever. Beauty is just not about what we see but what we are. Thanks for sharing; you have a beautiful way of writing.

  3. Joni, I finally got to read this ( when I see a communication from you, I MUST have quiet w/o interruptions:) Oh how women, especially from the western world, need to hear this testimony!.. and that the Lord looks on the heart and not on the outward appearance. Yes, we do all we can to keep this “temple of the Lord” clean, neat, attractive only to the point where it is not DIStracting people from seeing Him Who lives within us. I love this gal w/o ever meeting her and so appreciate her humility in receiving His Love and encouragement through you….Wherever you are or go, Joni Scott, you are an ambassor of redemption and edification! I love you, dear friend!

    • Jenny! Your words are always LIFE to me. If I am an ambassador at all, it is by two things: the beautiful Grace of God and all these years walking beside YOU DEAR FRIEND! You are my shining example. ❤️

  4. Joni,
    I read your blog out loud to my bible study today. They were blown away. You are an incredible writer. Your words are so beautifully written and I was able to appreciate your blog today even more than yesterday and the day before. God was with you and me last Friday. I feel so honored that he chose to speak to me through you. Don’t you feel like you are floating on air from the experience we had last week? It is truly amazing and unexplainable to those who don’t believe. I pray for those who don’t believe because they are missing the true meaning of what it feels like to be completely and wholly loved. Joni, think about this. God chose YOU last Friday to convey a message that he has been trying to convey to me for many years. He chose YOU who loves Him and knows his ways. He chose YOU because He knew you’d be brave enough to deliver his important message. He chose YOU to be an example of what true love looks and feels like. He chose YOU to be his Shepherd. What an honor to be chosen. I’m in awe of YOU.

    A friend of yours had an incredible comment on your FB post linking to this blog entry. She talked about ‘coming to not hating her scars because she realized her scars were something that connected her to Christ, His faithfulness, His healing, His suffering and His sympathetic heart. He has scars too.’ Oh my gosh, He has scars too. Wow. How profound. I never thought of myself worthy enough to compare myself to Christ. But yes, that is something that we have in common. As you stated in your blog, ‘she has endured pain that taught her fortitude. She has been acquainted with fear and learned to overcome it with hope. She has faced the unspeakable with undaunted courage.’ I can only imagine Christ having these same thoughts and feelings when being led to the cross. Because He came before me, He provided me with FORTITUDE, HOPE and COURAGE. This blows me away.

    I believe things happen for a reason and I will never forget our encounter last week. God knew he needed to step in because he knows what happens when I’m upset, I destruct myself. I truly now know what it feels like to be loved for me and most importantly know that it’s ok to love myself before all others.

    Thank you Joni. These words do not seem adequate enough to tell you what a difference you have made in my life. You are a blessing to me.
    X
    Michele

    • Michelle,
      I simply have no words! And this is my blog page (that’s kinda funny 🙂 ). Your words are so beautiful and as I read them, I read slowly to really take them in. Here we are sisters in Christ and didn’t even know it until last Friday and the way our Father brought us together is miraculous and heartwarming and it just reveals His love in such a personal way! I just love your tender heart that desires all of Him in such an authentic and pure way! I LOVE you sister! You are a beautiful woman of God! INSIDE & OUT! ❤

  5. Joni,
    I read your blog out loud to my bible study today. They were blown away. You are an incredible writer. Your words are so beautifully written and I was able to appreciate your blog today even more than yesterday and the day before. God was with you and me last Friday. I feel so honored that he chose to speak to me through you. Don’t you feel like you are floating on air from the experience we had last week? It is truly amazing and unexplainable to those who don’t believe. I pray for those who don’t believe because they are missing the true meaning of what it feels like to be completely and wholly loved. Joni, think about this. God chose YOU last Friday to convey a message that he has been trying to convey to me for many years. He chose YOU who loves Him and knows his ways. He chose YOU because He knew you’d be brave enough to deliver his important message. He chose YOU to be an example of what true love looks and feels like. He chose YOU to be his Shepherd. What an honor to be chosen. I’m in awe of YOU.

    A friend of yours had an incredible comment on your FB post linking to this blog entry. She talked about ‘coming to not hating her scars because she realized her scars were something that connected her to Christ, His faithfulness, His healing, His suffering and His sympathetic heart. He has scars too.’ Oh my gosh, He has scars too. Wow. How profound. I never thought of myself worthy enough to compare myself to Christ. But yes, that is something that we have in common. As you stated in your blog, ‘she has endured pain that taught her fortitude. She has been acquainted with fear and learned to overcome it with hope. She has faced the unspeakable with undaunted courage.’ I can only imagine Christ having these same thoughts and feelings when being led to the cross. Because He came before me, He provided me with FORTITUDE, HOPE and COURAGE. This blows me away.

    I believe things happen for a reason and I will never forget our encounter last week. God knew he needed to step in because he knows what happens when I’m upset, I destruct myself. I truly now know what it feels like to be loved for me and most importantly know that it’s ok to love myself before all others.

    Thank you Joni. These words do not seem adequate enough to tell you what a difference you have made in my life. You are a blessing to me.
    X
    Michele

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