I’m so sorry God, I am a cheater.
I committed myself to 40 days. 40 days of all black, no makeup and curly hair.
But then I had an event…
At first it was a simple thing, a navy dress.
Then brown boots, all within the realm of reason, right?
I pulled my hair back, but it didn’t quite look right.
I put on tinted moisturizer… (and it felt good)
Then came the lipstick and mascara. (and it felt really good)
The smell of makeup, the feel of the brushes, next came blush.
I tried to stop myself, I really did.
But then the hairdryer got pulled out. “Just to smooth it a little” I rationalized…
But it just felt so good to “fit in” again. To play the game of beauty and what is attractive to the world. I know you could care less, that Lent is not about my stupid practice, that you really don’t need to hear my confession, that I’m only trying to make myself feel better. But it matters to me, because I am fearfully and wonderfully made, and for 40 days set aside the world that tells me otherwise and live into that promise. So I’m sorry God, today I am back in black, no makeup, curly hair and all. I am fearfully and wonderfully made. I am. Thanks be to God.