This song really doesn’t have anything to do with my post, and the lyrics are quite confusing, but it came to my head when writing, and I felt I must share. So here’s The Look by Roxette (1988):
Our obsession with beauty will be our destruction. And when I say “our”, I mean our culture’s – which means I can also replace “our” with “my” since I so often adhere to my culture. Thus, my obsession with beauty will be my destruction.
Why is that I can be worshiping the Lord in church – singing, praying – and when I open my eyes and notice so-and-so to my right, I’m all of a sudden aware. Of me. What I look like. What I’m doing. Do they know I’m wondering? Have they seen me?
I’m not sure why I have this preoccupation with my appearance and how others perceive me, but I feel sure I’m not alone (I’m not, friends, am I!?!). This egocentric awareness bubble is a disgusting sin of mine. It’s a sin where I have bought into the lie that my beauty is worth something: worship. For me.
Any beauty we have is all due to the Creator, and it’s His beauty that shines through us, so why am I trying to take the credit for his handiwork?
I am like the King of Tyre, who was so awesome that he considered himself a god.
Your heart was proud because of your beauty; you corrupted your wisdom on account of your splendor. I threw you down to the ground; (Ezekial 28:17, NETBible)
Did you notice the second clause – “you corrupted your wisdom on account of your splendor.” Basically, you were so absorbed with your attraction that you became stupid. Is that me? It seems pretty dumb to be wondering if anyone noticed my new haircut, my favorite jeans, my scrubbed-off wrinkles, or my once-a-year-painted-nails. Doesn’t it?
I firmly believe that the Spirit helps us fight sin using God’s word, so when I find myself infatuated with me, what if I proclaim this instead?
I have asked the Lord for one thing –this is what I desire! I want to live in the Lord’s house all the days of my life, so I can gaze at the splendor of the Lord and contemplate in his temple. (Psalms 27:4, NETBible, emphasis mine)
His beauty is worthy. Not mine.