When Bodies Are Beautiful
Thoughts from a rested body on a summer day.
Hey, my closest and mostest. It’s been a minute. I told you this would be the most consistently inconsistent newsletter—that’s not always a newsletter—coming your way, and I’m still delivering on that promise.
I’ve missed you.
I’ve had so much to say and so little time to say it. Life is crazy, and ministry work ain’t for the faint of heart. Yet if I’m not writing a little bit each week—just to write, to share what I’m learning, or to encourage you in the Lord in a long-form way—I feel unsettled in my soul. So thank you for being okay with my timing and for continuing to read.
Last week Sophia and I slipped away for a little mom–daughter trip to the beach before she heads to London to study abroad. She leaves this week, and I’m trying to brave myself for that day. She’s never been farther than a 30-minute drive from me, and we really do love each other’s company. I’m going to miss her big.
On the shores of Laguna Beach, facing waves bigger than I’ve seen in some time, the people-watching was wonderful. I found myself smiling the whole time. Even Sophia, who is not a beach person, enjoyed it in her own way. It’s not that I’ve never noticed people at the beach before, but it was as if my eyes were seeing something new and wonderful: men and women, young and old, with different physical abilities, charging the monster-sized waves, getting knocked down, coming up laughing, and going back for more.
These were people who weren’t worried about what their bodies looked like. They were only focused on what their bodies could do. Could they go over the wave, under it, stay under long enough? Would they come up at the right time and find their feet—or would the wave win and have its way?
I watched the lifeguard in his red shirt with a white cross, ready to use his body’s ability to rescue someone who lost theirs. Women surfaced, tugged at their suits, and made quick checks that everything was still tucked in place. Men flipped hair out of their faces, rubbed salt from their eyes, and prepared for the next wave. It was humans vs. the sea—and from my view on the sand, it looked like humans were winning.
Later, as Sophia and I sat on the boardwalk, devouring frozen bananas dipped in chocolate and covered with nuts, we watched the parade of people passing by. One older woman with white hair, Jackie O–style shades, and a body well-loved by time smiled as she showed off her tiny white toy poodle, Jasmine. Jasmine was so light she looked like she was floating an inch above the boards. The dog turned heads, and her owner beamed with pride as they paraded along, bouncing in step with one another.
The woman and her poodle were simply being bodies. One human, one animal, both God-made, enjoying a God-graced summer day.
Yes, summer is almost over. The beaches have survived the dog days. The waves have had their fun with us humans, spitting us out then drawing us back in. But if I could encourage you to do one thing, it would be this: get yourself to a beach—or to any public place where people are enjoying being bodies instead of critiquing them.
Close your eyes, take a deep breath, smell the late summer air, then open your eyes and ask the Lord to see the beautiful bodies the way He sees.
I pray you see the joy and wonder of simply being human, made in God’s image, while any lingering urge to critique your body or another’s fades with the summer rays.
So tell me, what’s God been showing you about being an embodied human since we last talked?
Alisa
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This was so fun to read!
There is something so good about being at the beach and just enjoying how awesome it is!
I’ve spent this weekend going to 3 sporting events for my niece and nephews. I love watching those kiddos and how their abilities have changed as they grew. All the kids are different shapes, sizes, colors, and it’s just so spectacular! And out on the field, they just want to play and do their best.
Good reminders today, Alisa! Bless you!
This was exactly what I’ve needed all summer look- to see bodies as imago dei- what’s resonating with me most is something you shared on walking wed. When Sophie share- get over yourself- wow that was powerful! Thank you- smart girlie you got there!