A Guest Post — No Makeup November

Today I have a special post from one of my favorite people in the entire universe. My younger sister, Brooke, is a senior in high school. She recently participated in a makeup fast for AN ENTIRE MONTH. Courtesy of Rave Ministries, Brooke joined a movement of girls and women across the country who vowed to go without makeup for the month of November.

Brooke has always loved her makeup, so this isn’t a knock to makeup love. We still both enjoy getting glitzy and dolled up, but this month changed both of us, and I didn’t even participate. (I’ll have an update on my illness soon. Stay tuned.) Below she’s written about her experience with fasting from makeup. We hope you are encouraged to find the beauty God gave you.


From Brooke:

When I heard about a Rave Ministries fast called No Makeup November (NMN), I was curious but convinced I would not join. There was absolutely no way I would go without makeup for thirty days while going to school. I was confident in myself to a point, but still extremely insecure. I wanted some sort of approval from people who were just as insecure as I was.

No Makeup November is a fast from makeup to find the beauty God has given instead of the beauty society has decided.

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So I’ve been sick.

First and most importantly Jonathan and I give thanks to God our Father who is clearly guiding this unexpected path in our life.

We (and our families) are so grateful for your prayers, thoughts and encouragement over the past few weeks. I am especially grateful for those of you who have prayed for us, and those who have prayed for healing simply because you heard something was “wrong” or that I was “sick.” Many (if not all) of you have prayed blindly, without any specific knowledge of our situation, and we are grateful for your kind hearts.

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          Originally my husband was not at all happy I brought home a puppy. In fact, for about the first week, he resented anything that had to do with her. There would be moments of happiness, followed immediately by frustration when thinking of the responsibility that came with her. See, to him, the puppy was a packaged deal. A little bit of happiness, a whole lot of responsibility. And he simply didn’t think the happiness could possibly outweigh the daily tasks of keeping up with her. The two pieces didn’t even out in his mind. Some days during the first week we had her, he would look at her and say something like, “You’re a heck of a lot of work, you know that?” She would just look at him and wag her tail, happy that he had taken the time to finally acknowledge her presence.

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