Your heart was filled with pride because of all your beauty. You corrupted your wisdom for the sake of your splendor. So I threw you to the earth and exposed you to the curious gaze of kings. (Ez 28:17)
Why doesn't this bother us more as a society of believers? Jesus was ugly (see Isa 53:2). I always hear "I want to be more like Jesus", when we simply want his oratorical skill, power, miracles and crowds. We don't want to suffer. Believe me, I don't want to suffer. I don't want to be ugly; I indeed want to match my clothing and wear nice suits, but how long have we satisfied ourselves by believing that these are the things that matter? How long until we realize that pouring dressing onto rotting and moldy salad doesn't change the salad, but simply masks the taste of the garbage that we're consuming?