To The Hot Girl On a Billboard
To the hot girl everyone is jealous of:
I saw your face and flawless features plastered across a big screen in the middle of Times Square. I wondered how many men and women drool over you each day. I wonder how many objectify you. I wonder how many envy you. I wonder if they remember that you are not just a face but also a person.
Under all that makeup and blown out hair, there is a tiny beating heart with a story of its own. But you, girl on the billboard, are the image of perfection to so many people. You are "it". But are you?
To my friends staring at her, wishing you could be like her: don't forget she has a story, too. A story not much unlike yours.
She's faced hardships of her own. She's been told she's not enough, and probably believed it, too. She's wondered if she's lovable. She's wondered if her friends really care. She's wondered who her true friends really are. She's felt only seen but never really known. She's walked in her own shoes, even if they are dazzling and perfect on the outside, you'd better believe they sometimes stink like feet, too.
So before you wish you looked like someone else and before you long to look like billboard girl, remember this: you are made to be so much more than a pretty face. You are not made for a billboard. Or a Pinterest board. Or any board.
Actually, you were made for a purpose broader than any big and bright board. And no matter how small you feel, you always catch the attention of your Creator.
Your name is already in lights. Simply because He made you.
Let that be enough to silence the lies today.