Interesting statement from La Petite Belle the other day as we’re laying down to take a nap (yes, she wanted to take a nap … to cuddle with her mommy … weird … and I loved every second of it):  “Let’s just go straight to sleep, Mommy. No creams.”

Interesting.
She obviously watches me very closely.
Every night I do what every good, healthy, thirty-something-year-old woman does (at least I think they do):
1. Cleanse
2. Tone
3. Moisturize
4. Apply more night cream (this one for those fine lines)
6. Apply eye cream (again … fine lines)
7. Apply more eye cream (puffiness)
Please tell me I’m not the only woman in America who does this. If you tell me you only wash with Dove soap and your skin is perfect, I will disown you.
It made me think about all the effort I put forth to take care of my skin and my face and my outward appearance, and how little effort I put forth to take care of my insides … my heart, my soul, my mind, my relationship with God, my relationship with others, eternal things.
There aren’t enough creams in the world to make me more beautiful to my Heavenly Father. He loves me just the way I am.
I think He’s telling me, like La Petite Belle, to put down the creams (those things that distract me from Him) and just cuddle (spend that time with Him that He so desires). Really in the end, the wrinkles and saggy skin will still be there.
Now, don’t be gettin’ any ideas that I’m gonna stop puttin’ on the creams. I mean, a woman’s gotta look her best. Just know I learned a lesson. And God can speak through a little girl. And that little girl can teach her mama to put things into perspective.