Now more than ever women are battling with the impossible demands of beauty that society is placing upon them. Magazines like Glamour and Cosmopolitan, with their carefully airbrushed models, present to young women a standard that is impossible to achieve, leaving young girls self-conscience of their bodies and men unsatisfied with the appearance of their own wives.
Just like other young women, Lisbeth faces this struggle: "Christian women have it even more difficult, because we are to present our bodies as a living sacrifice, and that means that we mustn't dress in a manner that will lead men to sin sexually. I don't think most young girls realize how much of a struggle it is for men to remain pure of thought when we are dressing provocatively. We might think, 'that's his problem, not mine.' Or, 'I picked out this low-cut top because it is cute--I'm not trying to entice men.' Yet, we do have a responsibility to not be a stumbling block toward others. So when I began picking out clothes and preparing for the photoshoot for my upcoming album, it was a challenge because I wanted to look nice and yet glorify God. Questions came up over and over: If I wore pants, would it offend those from certain cultures? Will this dress be too tight? Does this top cover enough? In the end, I hope that visitors enjoy my photo gallery and that I haven't offended anyone. And I certainly don't want to set myself up as some sort of idol: I am just an ordinary person with anxieties and defects just like everyone else."
In fact, Lisbeth carries the scars of a car accident which serves as a continual reminder of how our Lord once saved her life. One Saturday afternoon she was returning from a program at a distant church in Central America. With Lisbeth riding in the back of the pickup, the driver lost control and the vehicle flipped over. She was thrown from the truck, and her helpless body slid across the asphalt. God watched over this little 12-year-old girl in the hospital and she recovered. Soon she entered that awkward stage of life as a teenager and, while attending High School, she felt self-conscious of the scars she had suffered in the accident. Eventually her confidence was strengthened, but it hasn't always been easy. "I have to keep telling myself that if my Jesus carries nail-scars in his hands as a reminder of the sacrifice he made for me, I should count myself blessed that God gave me this defect to teach me humility and to remind me of how the Lord saved my life that fateful day so many years ago."