And we know that God causes everything to work together for the good of those who love God and are called according to His purpose for them.
As many of my friends and readers know, I used to be a super-sized lady (360 hard-to-lift pounds).
But much earlier, I was a big girl: actually the biggest kid in class. Because in the 60s and 70s, school kids were leaner than they are today.
So I was the unattractive daughter of a breathtakingly beautiful mom. Lets be clear: she never body-shamed me. Quite the opposite. She loved me and cheered in my achievements. She wanted me to join her in business. So I did.
Looking back, I must have seemed an odd ball: knowing all the do's and don'ts of beauty, but physically embodying none. I now see my past was necessary.
I know what 'undesirable' feels like: being labeled misshapen or ugly. In humility I began to learn what beauty was and was not in God's Eyes. He favored me with a broad perspective.
Bottom line: Beauty is a gift and an illusion. It carries big responsibility that too few of its holders understand. Esther did. For the most part, I think my mom did, too.
## Beautiful Like Esther: My Non-Beautiful History (Part 2)
P.S. To read the other devotions in this series, please see the Beautiful! Like Esther series.