via hannah davis on flickr

via hannah davis on flickr

I would have wanted it as a kid in the eighties if we’d had iPhones then.

It’s the App which promises everything I longed for as a nine-year-old pastor’s kid in a mushroom cut and huge plastic rims: to make me popular. “It’s our little secret,” the slogan whispers.

But it’s the secret that would have killed me.

And it’s killing our daughters.

The SkinneePix App offers one click to weight loss. With one click you shave off 15 pounds, and I wouldn’t have known when to quit clicking. I would have clicked until I didn’t exist, just like I starved myself until I was hypothermic and dying, and this is what the SkinneePix app does: it promises to whiten your teeth and zap your skin and straighten your hair and to get rid of your ‘selfie’ altogether.

There’s no room for real anymore, for frizzy hair or freckles; for crooked teeth or overweight, or anything in between. There’s only room for skinny, white-teethed women and men with smooth skin and who among us wouldn’t, deep down, want this?

I mean, for a second?

Because I still fall for it.

I still believe I am a better person if I am skinny.

via hannah davis on flickr

via hannah davis on flickr

Rooted somewhere in the dark crevices of my bedroom as a nine-year-old girl where I would sit measuring my wrists and counting my ribs, I began to worship “thin.”

For me, thin was not only in—it was right.

The truth is? Deep down, we all have a belief like this. A prejudice.

We all believe people are better, or more human, when they act or look a certain way.

When did anything about our looks start constituting a moral stance?

We wish we could fix so much more than our “selfie.” The selfie is just the beginning of what we don’t like about ourselves. But rather than admit this, we judge other people instead.

Maybe it’s the person who’s not wearing brand name clothing. Maybe it’s the woman who always smells or the man who talks too loud or the person who stands too close or … and we all do it. We all judge, especially come Sunday, when we go to church. That’s when we’re pretending to pray and actually sizing one another up in the pews.

But here’s the facts.

To believe a certain size, or a certain “look” is right–is in fact, very wrong. It’s a sin.

Because when it comes down to it, this is what started World War II.  That certain looks were right, and others were wrong.

And it’s killing our daughters.

It’s about the spirit. God’s spirit speaking to your spirit, saying–Honey, it’s time to address this now. Because if you want to become more like Jesus, you’ve got to stop seeing the world this way.

not this way

I don’t know about you but I’ve got to stop believing I need to be thin. I’ve got to stop judging people based on appearance. I’ve got to fall on my face before a Creator who made all of us equal, and all of us loved, and all of us sinful, and who died for every single one of us, no matter our looks, no matter our size, no matter our smell, because we, church? We are all the same.

So let’s not let an iPhone App control our kids’ destiny. Let’s “out” the app’s little secret and declare it a lie, and tell our daughters who they are.


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