Let us not rejoice in the surface of what we wish others to know of us, in the affirmation of our own personal successes be they physical, social, or intellectual. For in the preoccupation of our position to those around us, we only deepen a hunger not meant to be satisified by anything but the truth given us by an all sufficient savior. Our definition of worth and beauty, even that of our own, must be redefined to an empty pot, a complete disregard for ourselves, only made lovely as He is deposited within us.
A thought I had today when presented with the pressures of love, eccentricity, and intellectual superiority found so prevalent during a wedding celebration in the bustling culture of Asheville.
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