On the 2nd Day of Christmas...

Oh no. Well I had this big, deep blog planned for tonight. But here we are... 11:41, I should be asleep. I'm lying in bed yawning. But I promised myself I'd blog. Just rest assured: tomorrow = deep.

Tonight though, I'll keep it short and sweet. :)

You are beautiful.

How often are you told that? I promise you it's not enough. Right it on your hand, your mirror, your binder, something. Look in the mirror every morning and night and say that. Engrave it in your mind. Don't let yourself forget it.

"And God made man in his image, in the image of God he made him: male and female he made them."

-Genesis 1:27

If we are formed in God's image, and God is by far in every way beautiful and amazing, we are beautiful. Not to an extent where we are better than anyone else, or where we need to be cocky. But we are beautiful. Remember it.

We are the light of God.

"This little light of mine, I'm gonna let it shine. This little light of mine, I'm gonna let it shine. This little light of mine, I'm gonna let it shine. Let it shine, let it shine, let it shine!"

That's one of my favorite songs. Ever. I mainly love the purpose of it. It's to teach children that we are to spread the word of God. Children. We're supposed to be children, you know.

Like newborn infants, long for the pure spiritual milk, that by it you may grow up to salvation– if indeed you have tasted that the Lord is good.
(1 Peter 2:2-3 ESV)

We should be the light of the Lord, and be like children when they didn't care what religion their friends were. When we didn't know that war existed, when we didn't get caught up in silly matters. And to be the light. Little children are the light. Seeing a happy child puts a smile on any ones face. I would know, I spent an hour chasing one around yesterday, along with several others. We need to be children. We need to be the light of the world.

let it shine,

let it shine,

let it shine.