Warts and all! Mel and I were asked to do a photo shoot for an article in The Netherlands, and they needed it by the end of the week. Our lives have been over-the-top hectic this week, and we had no time to do anything special. So we asked one of our dearest friends, Grant Schmidt--who, incidentally, is the minister who performed our wedding ceremony--to take some casual shots. He asked, "Nose hairs and all?" We said yes.
I had no makeup on and hadn't combed my hair, Mel's beard wasn't trimmed, but we just decided that what they see is what they get. Remember the phrase, "Let it all hang out"? To me, it means just be myself and they can take me or leave me. (Count the cliches in this paragraph.) It felt so good. Usually I find myself changing clothes up to five times before church on Sunday morning. What if I'd spent that extra time studying the Sunday school lesson, instead? I don't go out of the house without my makeup on. Does anyone notice? Only me, I think. Maybe makeup enhances my complexion a little, makes my eyes pop (EEWW!!!), but who am I trying to impress? Other men? Other women?
Don't get me wrong. I'm not throwing away my makeup. I want to look at myself in the mirror every so often and not die of fright, but I think I'm going to stop worrying quite so much about the outside of me, and start working more on the inside. My heart.
What makeup is a must for you when you step out the door? What kind of work do you crave to do on the inside, in your heart?