On a mommy message board, I posted one of those questionnaires with a question in it that said, "What is your favorite thing about you?" Out of the 65 women there, one woman said, "My rear end." Every single other woman said, "My children, my husband, my skills making cake, etc." No one else had a favorite thing about them that had to do with their physical appearance.

In continuing my discussion of Vicki Courtney's 5 Conversations You Must Have with Your Daughter, we enter into Chapter 4, "Redefining Beauty."

In the introduction to this chapter, Vicki Courtney says, "Only two percent of women would describe themselves as beautiful." Only two percent. That is a LOW number.

The problem is that in this society, we are bombarded with images of what society deems as "beautiful" women. 19-year-olds with surgical enhancements, who starve themselves to appear healthy and thin, and then are airbrushed into even more "perfection" and then placed on display. There is no way a 38-year-old mother of three can look at a picture like that and secularly compare in her mind.

As I type this, I'm enjoying spending time with my maternal grandmother. She is enjoying one of her "shows" and is watching the original CSI. I cannot help but flinch when I look at Marg Helgenberger and how she has butchered her face in the name of "beauty." Every slice of the surgeon's blade was supposed to remove natural age from her face and ended up leaving her looking like a bad accident.

However, the true definition of beauty does not lie in anything that can be photographed or captured. It is nothing that can be surgically enhanced. It is nothing that can be gotten out of a bottle of hair dye.

Psalm 139:14 says: