Recently, I focused on what "Pretty" meant to me and to my surprise, my whole perspective changed. Here is what I discovered!

There is something so magical about choosing to walk away from chaos and into stillness. It's watching the morning dew melt away as the birds are singing a heavenly song. It's hearing the little thistles of the leaves move as vehicle motors roar past. It's feeling the warmth of the sun on your skin as you are inhaling the crisp fall air. This is what I define as pretty. It's the enteral feeling you have as you know in the midst of daily circumstances there is still beauty. It's knowing that as people do you wrong that they're still human and worthy of being loved. It's knowing that as jobs fail you, God always provides. It's knowing that as death is inevitable that lheaven is real. It's believing that there's hope where it's hopeless.

It's knowing that being pretty on the insides makes any exterior beautiful. You can't photoshop attitude or heart. That's what makes a person truly shine in the twinkling of their eyes to the brightness of their smiles. That is how I define pretty, how would you