Early in our relationship, I was doing the typical girl thing and griping about my hair, how I looked in a certain outfit, etc. He just looked at me and quietly said, "When I look at you, I don't see all of that. I just see my love." Whoa! And in that, God spoke to me. Because of the grace of my Savior, when God looks at me, He sees His love. I don't have to measure up, show off, or prove myself. I am His.
What an amazingly blessed woman I am.
