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A Guest Post….”When the Mirror Lies” by Kenzie M. Part Two

Hello again! Here is the second and last part of this splendid story, “When the Mirror Lies” by Kenzie M.  Once again, enjoy!


“When the Mirror Lies” Part Two

Bridget closed her eyes and consented. All I want is to be beautiful.

After hours in the dress shop trying to pick the right dress for Bridget to wear to the pageant, she finally pointed to a blue dress in the corner. It was a simple pattern, but it fit Bridget’s personality and she loved it. “I want to wear this one.”

“No,” Diana pushed another mirror in front of Bridget and held the blue dress up beside her so that she could compare it to the extravagant dress she had on. “It’s too plain. It makes you look drab.”

Bridget was determined to put her foot down on this argument. “I like it. I want to wear it.”

Diana squinted at her in the mirror. “You foolish girl; you’re never going to be beautiful enough. You have to try harder. Look at your complexion,” she pointed at

Bridget in the mirror, “You’re so flawed. We need to get more make-up on you.”

Bridget watched Diana walk away and she continued to stare at her reflection in the mirror. A few tears silently slipped down her cheeks.

“Don’t cry,” Diana barked at her, “It makes your eyes look red. And we need to talk about getting you on a diet. Your waist isn’t quite thin enough.”

Bridget wiped her tears with the back of her hand. She closed her eyes and tried to bring to memory all the times her Father had told her she was beautiful. After all, He was the King. She should be seeking His approval alone. But His words of endearment and the way He always told her that she was His beautiful princess seemed to fade from her mind as she gazed in the mirror. All she could see staring back at her was Diana’s smirking face telling her that she was not good enough. And suddenly she didn’t see anything beautiful about her reflection. She could only see flaws staring back at her.

She resolved in that moment to do everything that Diana instructed her to do. I’ll do anything to be beautiful. But as the days progressed, no matter how hard Bridget worked, Diana was always there in the mirror reminding her that she was somehow still not beautiful enough.

Finally, the day of the pageant arrived. Before heading to the dress shop, Bridget took a detour and stopped by the lake that was behind the castle. She stared out across the shining waters and let the tears fall freely down her cheeks. Even when she wasn’t in the dress shop, Diana’s words were ringing through her head. And she realized that she believed every single word. I’m not beautiful enough. She reached into the pocket of her plain skirt and pulled out a mirror that Diana had given her. Gazing at her reflection just brought on a fresh rush of tears. “You’re not beautiful!” she cried aloud as she took the mirror and threw it as hard as she could. It landed with a splash in the middle of the lake.

“Who told you that?” a voice said softly from behind her.

Bridget whirled around. She saw her Father standing there and her eyes fell down to her feet. “Diana did,” she whispered, “And the mirror.”

The King walked to His daughter’s side and touched her shoulder gently. “My beautiful Bridget,” He tilted her chin up so that she was forced to look into His eyes. “Do you really think that their opinion of you matters?” He asked gently.

Bridget nodded vigorously. “Of course,” she replied.

“But it doesn’t,” He corrected her. “To the mirror you will never be beautiful enough. There will always be something wrong with your reflection. But to Me, you are the most beautiful girl there ever could be. I made you, my dear girl. I made you beautiful for Me. You don’t have to try harder or be someone that you’re not. You are already beautiful, because I say you are beautiful.”

Bridget felt more tears falling down her cheeks. She took a step forward and fell into her Father’s open arms. “How do I get the voices in the mirror to stop screaming inside my head, Daddy?” she said quietly, looking up at the King.

“Remember My words, my princess,” the King smiled at her lovingly and directed her gaze to the shimmering lake in front of them.

As Bridget gazed at her reflection in the water, her breath caught in her throat. The voices in her head stopped and she suddenly didn’t feel a need to change anything about her reflection. As she stood on the shore beside her King, she knew she was beautiful. And it wasn’t because of her hair or her dress. It was because He told her that she was.

“Never forget, my daughter,” the King whispered as they continued to gaze at the reflection in the lake. “When the mirror lies, remember the truth….You are beautiful.” 


And there we have it! I, for one, enjoyed it, and I hope you did too! Thank you so much, Kenzie for contributing your writing to share here! I really appreciate it! <3

I thought I’d share some thoughts I had on “When the Mirror Lies”, so if you’d like, read on…

We are beautiful because He says we are. How true is that?

And why does He tells us we are beautiful? Because He is. And we are made in His image.

Beauty is not just a picture, a look. Beauty is who God is. He is beauty. Beauty is within each of our grasps, because it within us – designed in us as we reflect our Lord’ awe-ing image, His beauty. It is awe-inspiring, to think that beauty is not how we look – it is Who our God is and what He sees in us! Truly magnificent, if you ask me.

Once again, thank you, Kenzie!! And readers, thank you for reading, and I hope you enjoyed this short story! (If you would like to read more by this author, she frequently posts short stories in her sister’s magazine, which I shared about here).

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A Guest Post….”When the Mirror Lies” by Kenzie M. Part One

Hello! Today I have a special treat for you all. A guest post from my lovely friend Kenzie! And it’s a remarkable story, too, one I hope you will enjoy. I will be splitting it up into two parts – one half today, and the other tomorrow, so be sure to check back! And as always – I love to hear from my readers, so please don’t be afraid to comment. =) Enjoy this short story:



“When the Mirror Lies” By Kenzie M.


     It was exquisite.

     Bridget was sure she had never seen anything like it before. She cupped her hands around her face as she peered into the window and squinted at the marvelous dress. Her fingers longed to touch the soft silk material, and her eyes took in the beauty of the delicate beads and lace neckline. “Oh if only I could have that dress”, she thought to herself as she reluctantly pulled herself away from the window. She pushed her dark hair over her shoulder and cast one last look at the beautiful dress with her piercing blue eyes. With a sigh, she slowly turned around so that her back was to the dress shop. 

     “Aren’t you going to come in and try it on?” a voice called to her as she was walking away.

     Bridget whirled back around. She peered curiously at the middle-aged woman who had called to her. This wasn’t the owner of the dress shop, and none of the employees ever came outside to chase after customers. “No, I have to be going. But thank you for the offer,” she replied politely. She pulled her hooded cloak more tightly around her shoulders. Perhaps this woman had recognized her as the King’s daughter? She had hoped to keep her identity a secret on this trip into the village.

     “Come now, you have to at least try it on,” the older woman persisted.

     Bridget hesitated for a moment before finally relenting and following her back into the dress shop. “Where is Miranda?” she asked curiously, inquiring about the shop owner.

     “Miranda isn’t here today.”

     Bridget stopped in the doorway of the shop and crossed her arms across her chest. “If you don’t mind me asking, who are you?”

     The woman winked at her and smiled. “I’m glad you asked. My name is Diana. I’m sure you’re curious as to the reason I am here.” At Bridget’s nod, Diana continued, “I’m here looking for a star.”

     Bridget was confused. “What do you mean?” she asked slowly.

     “The next village over hosts an annual beauty pageant and it’s the largest around. So I am here looking for a beautiful girl who can be the next pageant star. If you think you have a chance, why don’t you try the dress on?” Diana explained.

     Bridget stared at the dress in the window for a long time. She hesitantly pushed her hood off of her dark hair and looked up at Diana. “I’m the princess,” she admitted, “The King’s daughter. I don’t think I should participate. Besides, my Father has taught me that true beauty is not how many beads you have on your dress or the amount of jewelry you wear. I am beautiful because my Father tells me I am beautiful. His opinion is the only one that matters. ”

     Diana threw her head back and laughed. “Silly girl, I’m not sure your Father has been honest with you.” She touched Bridget’s hair and looked her up and down critically. “There is so much we could do to improve your beauty. Let’s get started right away.” She called to another employee and hurriedly set up a dressing room for Bridget to change in. They also pulled up a chair and dumped a pile of make-up onto the table.

     Bridget gazed on the scene, her mind swirling. I should just leave. Everything inside of her was pulling her out of the shop and back to the castle, but yet she stayed. It was something that Diana had said. “There is so much we could do to improve your beauty.” What did she mean by that? Was Bridget’s beauty somehow flawed that it needed improving? The fear of not being beautiful enough latched its icy fingers around her heart, and so she pulled the dress into her arms and hurried into the dressing room.

     The rest of the day passed in a swirl for Bridget as Diana gave her a make-over and made her try on every dress in the store. By the time she got home, she was exhausted. As she fell asleep, she resolved to not go back to the dress shop the following day. But when the morning light awoke her from her slumber, she felt a pull clawing at her to go back to the shop. I need to be more beautiful. Diana had warned her that if she didn’t come back, she would never be beautiful enough.

     “I’m here,” Bridget murmured as she walked into the dress shop to the sound of the clanging bells on the door handle.

     “Finally,” Diana grumbled as she pushed Bridget down into a chair and pulled out a pair of scissors from the drawer. “I need to give you a hair cut right away.”

     Bridget touched her curls and shook her head. “No, thank you. I think its fine the way it is.”

     Diana gazed into the mirror with an amused look and locked eyes with Bridget. “You want to be beautiful, don’t you? Then do everything that I say.”

     Bridget closed her eyes and consented. All I want is to be beautiful.


     …….To Be Continued TOMORROW!

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Tyndale Review: 30 Days to a More Beautiful You – a devo for girls by Kylie Bisutti

Title: 30 Days to a More Beautiful You – a devotional for girls.
Author: Kylie Bisutti
Type: Non-fiction, inner beauty, devotional
Source: Tyndale
Number of Pages: 63
My rating: 5 out of 5 stars


Despite what the world leads us to believe, true beauty has nothing to do with outward appearances. The more we focus on what we look like on the outside, the more insecure we become.
Fortunately, God doesn’t measure our worth by how we look. We have value simply because we are His children. The more we focus on getting our hearts right with the Lord and honoring Him, the more secure and confident we will become—and the more we will exude true beauty.
In 30 Days to a More Beautiful You, former Victoria’s Secret Runway Angel Kylie Bisutti gives a complete inner-beauty makeover with succinct devotional readings designed to transform your heart, body, mind, and soul and put you on the path to becoming a happier, healthier, more beautiful you.
The perfect gift for every young woman, this devotional will forever change the way you define the word beautiful.

My Review:

I quite enjoy devotionals, so I was looking forward to trying this one. Some devotionals can be in-depth and good, and others can be lacking. This one, however, was very well-written, and you can tell Kylie Bisuttu shares from the heart. It is all sincere, and past-experience for her. I really appreciate that. This devotional, though very short, has depth to it, and plenty of wisdom.
I haven’t read her whole story, but what I have gleaned from this devotional, I am encouraged by Kylie Bisutte’s testimony, and would be interested in reading her book, “I’m No Angel”.
I think this devotional would be a great influence on young teen girls especially, as they try to find their way in the world. But it is a good devo for all ages, truly.
It’s beautifully crafted, and encourages us that inner beauty from the Lord is more important than outward beauty.

Note: I received this book free from Tyndale for the purpose of this review.