Why is it that so many of us hide behind masks of our own design? When the world already works so hard to push us to conform to a mold of beauty, of femininity, of spirituality... why do we so readily accept this myth?
I live not so I can get something, or be something, but simply to enjoy the world around me and to work hard for the benefit of my family and those around me. All I ever ask or hope for is enough. Not abundance, just enough to live a normal life and give to charities that I love.
I do not want to waste my time with pursuits that are not God-centered. I don't obsessively diet or work out, and I don't spend thousands on my beauty routine. Now, don't get me wrong - I want to present my best self whenever possible, but I refuse to make beauty my "god" in this life. Feeling confident and using clothing as a form of expression is a joy, not a prison. I try to only have clothes that A. fit and B. that I love in my closet at any given time. I hang them on wood and velvet hangers and treat them with care. I buy investment pieces that I wear over and over and over again. This is one of my greatest joys - having things that make me smile when I put them on.
I work out to be healthy. I can outlast my sons in a plank contest, despite the fact that I'm not a single digit size. I run whenever I can, because I love it. I eat what I love, but try not to overindulge.
It's simple, really. To me, being genuine is being true to the gifts God has given me, using those for His glory, and living a simple existence.
And this, friends, is what causes my overwhelming, overflowing joy.
What are your greatest sources of joy?