I was walking into the locker room at the gym the other day when a woman passed me, smiled, and said out of the blue,

“You’re pretty.”

I did sort of a double take, thinking she was talking to someone behind me, but there was nobody there.

By the time I realized she was talking to me, she’d turned the corner and disappeared.

There I was, in all my post-workout glory–sweaty, messy pony tail,

very less than pretty–

and yet,

that’s exactly what she said I was.

Those words from a total stranger made me smile (especially because I felt so un-pretty at the moment she said them).

But you know what, friends?

READ MORE over at 5MinutesforFaith today! I hope to see you there!

 

*post previously published at MyCup2Yours.