I spent 37 years hiding a photograph of myself at age 30. Every time I looked at it, I saw what the world taught me to see — a body that didn't measure up, a woman who didn't fit. I was doing body math. Calculating the distance between my reflection and society's standard. What I didn't know then was that I had internalized a voice that was never God's.Psalm 139 tells us we are fearfully and wonderfully made. Isaiah 64 reminds us we are the clay and He is the Potter. The photograph I hid wasn't the problem — my eyes were.I hope you enjoy this video.