ABOUT FATHERS and BEAUTY QUEENS

By Bo Sancez (from book How to be Really Really Really HAPPY !)

*thanks for a friend who gave me thiz book ,it's been blessed me ..



“Bo my daughter Karen will join a beauty contest!” My friend announced to me one day.

I frowned.”Who’ll join a beauty contests?”

“Karen! My daughter!” he beamed happily. I frowned some more.”But isn’t Karen an eight month-old baby?”

“Yes, i know,” he defended, “but I was thinking how 18 years from now, she’d join a contest and be a beauty queen. I’m sure you’ve noticed her similarity to Ruffa Gutierez...”

Patting my friend on the back, I tried to straighten him out. “Ummm, I’ve seen your daughter before. All I saw was a fat eight-month-old baby. Very cute, I admit, but a baby that was bald, had absolutely no teeth, and had a dirty belly button.

My friend started scratching his head and thought hard.

“Uh.. doesn’t she have .. u.. nice ...g-gums?”

Oh fathers! I’ve realized that when fathers see bald heads, they see Vidal Sassoon hair.

When fathers see fat babies with dirty belly buttons, they see beauty queens,

I’m retelling this conversation because just the other day, I felt very disgusted about myself.

In a very real way, I saw how selfish, self-centered and self-glorifying I still am. I saw how my motives were all wrong. Externally, I’m a religious guy who does a pious stuff- but I realized that much I do, I still do it for me (Boy, I have fooled you, haven’t I ?)

Feeling terribly upset, and almost hating myself for my sins, I felt a gentle nudge from somewhere very deep within me.

“ I see you as a beauty queen, Bo !”


Wha .... ? Where’d that crazy thought come from ? Is that you, God ?

“ Bo, I don’t just see your sins and weaknesses now. I also see what you can become-some hundred year from now.”

Lord c’mon. I’d be dead by that time

“Exactly.”

You want me to dead, God ?

“ A hundred years from now , I want you in heaven. You’ll be perfect, holy, glorious-and very unselfish. Bo, that’s what I see in you, even now”

Those words gave me the heebeejeebess. I’ve realized that many times, we are locked up in our past. We cruelly judge ourselves by what we did yesterday. We paint our image rather crudely from the available material of “what is.”

God, however sees us differently: He sees beyond our failures and grasps our glorious future. From the heap of ugly sins within us, He is able to discern the potential beauty of our souls.

No wonder He calls Himself Father.