I went to a Nordic spa this weekend for my friend's bachelorette party. Saunas, rock pools, salt scrubs, repeat. It was glorious. The day was filled with laughs and good food and drink and genuine heart-healing love as we celebrated our friend's touch in all our lives.
The day before, though, I was stressing about having to spend a whole day in my bathing suit.
As usual, I turned to my siblings for help and my sister gave me some wonderful advice.
'The only person who will be worried about your body,' she said, 'is you.'
My sisters are pretty much always right but this was so mind-blowingly right (and obvious! Why didn't I think of this 30 years ago?), it just set me free.
And once I determined not to worry about my body in a bathing suit, I enjoyed myself completely. The grand total of people worrying about my bathing suit body: 0.
If you can't find the right thing to wear this Christmas - parties, services, concerts, dinners, whatever - don't worry. The One whose birthday we're celebrating was wrapped up in swaddling clothes.
And he doesn't look on our outward appearance, but on the hearts He came to redeem and fill and make lovely.
Merry Christmas, friends.
Xo.
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