My Temporary Home

One of my best friends, Eloise from Highly Improbable, and I are (unofficially) writing songs for FAWM (February Album Writing Month). I don’t know enough about music to write melodies, however, so I just write the lyrics and pretend that I’m actually writing songs. 😅 Here is one of the “songs” I wrote, which was heavily inspired by a book I read this year called The Lost Art  Of True Beauty.

Always been told to draw strength from within
But what if I don’t feel comfortable in my own skin?

Look in the mirror and see only the flaws
But what if I take a moment and pause

It’s the lost art of true beauty
Viewing the outside is not the goal
Because the outside is easy to perceive
But it shouldn’t matter so much to me
The eyes are the windows to the soul
Look inside, tell me, what do you see?

All this time I’ve had it wrong – trying and failing
To fix myself, and in the waters of doubt, flailing

Look in the mirror and see only the flaws
But what if I take a moment and pause

It’s the lost art of true beauty
Viewing the outside is not the goal
Because the outside is easy to perceive
But it shouldn’t matter so much to me
The eyes are the windows to the soul
Look inside, tell me, what do you see?

God made me who I am and He doesn’t make mistakes
I try to tell my heartache
I trust in His reasoning and try to let my insecurities go
It isn’t easy, the going will be slow

It’s the lost art of true beauty
He pays attention to the heart for sure
He looks inside and tells me what He sees
He sees every little piece of me
A child of God that He created for His pleasure
Of all my insecurities, I am finally free

This is His temple, this is my temporary
Home

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But the LORD said to Samuel, “Do not look at his appearance or at his physical stature, because I have refused him. For the LORD does not see as man sees; for man looks at the outward appearance, but the LORD looks at the heart.” (First Samuel 16:7 NKJV)