Who Makes You Beautiful

So it's been awhile since I last blogged, but a lot has been going on. 
Recently, I've developed this severe longing to be loved and to feel loved. It's not that my friends and family are doing a poor job of it, it's more of a deeper longing. I want to feel and experience God's love to the fullest. I want to feel His love. I want to feel Him because He is love. I want to be able to love others and myself to the absolute fullest. The more I ponder this and ask questions, I'm realizing how little I do love. I don't love myself, others or God the way I should because I am not accepting the love that God is giving me. 
When it comes to loving myself, I'm awful at it. I won't lie. I'm a 19-year-old girl who is getting images thrust at her left and right of what "beauty" is. So, thanks to the world, I don't like myself all the time. It's not just the physical part that I don't like though. I don't like the way I treat others. I don't like the way my mood swings and I hurt people. I've come to realize I do this when I'm rejecting God's love. Because, if I was accepting His love in those moments, I wouldn't react that way. Those reactions are not of God. They are not in love. 
I've been listening to the One Direction song, "What Makes You Beautiful." Although the song is about a guy and a girl, I think it can honestly be considered a "godly" song. In the song, the guy is desperately trying to get the girl to realize and recognize how beautiful she is. The more I listen to it and the more my heart is set on God, the more I realize it's God desperately trying to get me back into His arms. Thinking about this song in this way, is a big turning point for me. This mindset is giving me hope. I'm thinking of God as my lover, not my boyfriend. This is a HUGE stepping stone for me. 
I think I could go on for awhile in this blog post, but for now, I think I'm going to stop with the hope that this encourages somebody else and that somebody else can relate to what I'm trying to say. My challenge for myself here is to continue thinking of my lover as God and not my boyfriend and to continue searching and trying to find God's love and accept it and accept myself. I want to love God. I want to love others. I want to love myself. I want to do all of this as perfect as humanly possible. 
So, don't ask what makes you beautiful. Ask, Who makes you beautiful?