Me Without Makeup
Written by Project Inspired | August 21, 2012
I don’t wear makeup, unless I have to for a musical or performance of some sort, but I thought I’d share anyway. 🙂
When was was in elementary school, I was popular. People loved me because of my long, naturally curly hair. As a grew up, i started becoming less and less popular, to the point in about 7th grade that I started feeling almost ugly. My hair and my personality wasn’t doing it for people anymore. People in school started calling me names… the most popular one was “She-wolf,” because I didn’t shave. I didn’t have a reason to. The pressure of everything, after a while, made me upset to the point I decided to change. I started shaving… not because I see a purpose in it or want to, but because if I didn’t I would be an outcast once again. That still didn’t do it for me though… because I had acne. Girls would come up to me and say “You know, Rachael, you would be so pretty… if you wore makeup.” I started feeling that… maybe I should. My best friend (who was a different person than before… a REAL best friend) didn’t wear it, my other close friends didn’t wear it, and they were still going to be friends with me, so I decided it wasn’t worth it. I am who I am without it.
As time went on, looking in the mirror, I thought, “I would just be pretty, if I didn’t have acne.” So I started checking out acne cremes. The first one I got made it worse. The next one started getting rid of my acne, little by little, and making me feel better each day.
Shortly after I got the acne creme that worked, our youth pastor preached a sermon for the church. It was about feeling adequate. He talked about how you AREN’T good enough, and you never will be… but we have a God that is, and he made you just the way you’re supposed to be. He even shared that he didn’t used to feel good enough, and to the point of tears, was talking about all the things he bought, and all the things he did, and all the things he looked for, just to try to be adequate. But he said that he finally gave up because he never found anything that made him good enough… and then he discovered that with Him, you are adequate. Now, I had always been a Christian, and I had been strong in my faith for a few years, but… that really hit me hard, and God showed me in that moment that I AM good enough, because He made me. I’m starting to be proud of who I am, not because of anything I’ve done, but because He is making me who I am.
Dear Makeup, God made me to need him. Not you. 😀