There are many forms of beauty, but none that I know of can be seen without first dealing with the mess and work. Even a women/girl of natural beauty has to brush her hair. In order for a house to be neat and tidy, you have to pick up the mess. For a garden to be beautiful you must clean up the garbage and trim the bushes so they don't overrun everything. This same truth is true in our lives, the only difference is that we cannot clean up the mess ourselves. We must have the help of the Master. He tweaks and pulls to help us to become beautiful jewels in His hands. Its the hard times in life that bring out the beauty. I would rather have the hard times and have to rely on Christ than to have it easy and not need him in my life. I am so thankful for the beauty He shows.