God Does not Like Photoshop

"God does not like Photoshop» - the phrase I heard recently. My friend said this after praying for a girl. And this girl started making excuses that the photo she had in facebook was her real, she just added some effects. To this my friend wisely smiled and said she did not mean it. I winked at her and realized what she meant, but I already went over the photos on my website in my mind.

Now, 3 months after the incident, I am so delighted to write this that I realized what my friend said, and even got through this!

God showed me yesterday what's really going on in my life! I saw that I was a pure, natural photo and there were a lot of pictures around me. These photos are people! I did not like my picture, I found many flaws in it, I thought. I looked at other pictures, processed in the famous Photoshop. And I wanted to be the same: to stand on a non-existent island, hugging overseas star. I tried to put on fancy effects, frames, somehow to adapt to them. But to me they were uncomfortable, were too close. I did not feel comfortable living in these effects and frames.

When I took them off, I felt so free, so good ... But then I came up to the mirror and  thought that my picture did not fit anywhere: thick,  without  make-up ... no. And again, I would put this framework, these effects and cry, like now, when I am writing this article. Every 2 minutes my computer refuses to work and I restore this article and continue. God, what is going on?

And then, when I was at a conference this summer (2 weeks ago) and promised God that one day I would not wear makeup. I doubted, but promised, because I am learning to fulfill my promises, and if I know that I won’t do this, I won’t even promise. And the next day I was without makeup and felt completely normal. And when I looked at myself in the mirror, I saw how beautiful I am. In fact, I did not want to move away from the mirror. I saw a full, clear picture that was itself real. In the things in which I saw the lack of beauty I found such beauty that God created! The next day, still at the conference on Wednesday, I decided to try to wear makeup. I started painting one eye, but noticed that there is much beauty in the unpainted eye than in painted! I washed the makeup. I washed it together with all the sadness, all the hate, all the hypocrisy and lies.

I don’t want to say that wearing makeup is a sin or hypocrisy. No! I still occasionally wear makeup,  I just do this with changed attitude. I hope that this word is for someone, not just for me. I hope that someone understood me, though I am very much thankful to God for the people who do not understand me, but that's another story.