When she looks in the mirror she sees scars.
She sees wounds, wrinkles, and flaws.
When she sees her reflection, she sees everything that is wrong with her.
She sees a wounded heart, fat, and hopeless.
She sees her sin and all the calamity and uglyness its made her into.
So hard not to compare herself to others and wish she was beautiful like other girls.
She wishes she wasnt what she sees.
But when He sees her, what He sees is His daughter.
His precious child.
He sees beauty and peace,
Flawless and perfection.
He sees what and who He made her as.
He has forgiven her sins and pardoned her trangressions.
He sees a treasure worth dying for.
He sees love.