I'm going on a date with my husband and I couldn't be more excited! I've taken a shower and I've shaved. I even, by the Grace of God, put on makeup.
I feel sexy and I hope (at least to him) that I look it too...but I have battered legs from my latest garden project...
Even with photo editor and my cute booties they look awful...
And you know what? I've decided I don't care. These are my battle scars..
All that matters is that I see myself as beautiful, because I know that my husband and my Heavenly Father already do.
Barbara A. Ensley
Soli Deo Gloria