Today I read an article about how my thighs aren't supposed to touch and I need to do everything possible to make sure that they don't touch. I also read an article that said I'm ugly if my thighs don't touch and that anybody who weighs under 130 lbs clearly has an eating disorder and/or is on drugs. Oh, and yesterday I took a quiz online that said because I have tattoos I am destined to be a life of misery. And then I heard this song called 22 by Lily Allen that talks about this almost 30 year old who is so unhappy because all she wants in this life is a boyfriend and she doesn't have a boyfriend so clearly there is not a shot she will ever be happy because society said her life is over and blah blah blah. Basically she is getting her worth from what society says about her. And it says her life is over, so she's miserable.
If that isn't seriously the dumbest thing...
So now that I might have your attention before you decide that you're actually too sleepy to be reading this, let's evaluate:
How mad would it make you if you had a precious daughter, and somebody told her all of that? Your precious daughter, that was created especially for you. Your precious daughter that you see as flawless. Imagine somebody told your precious daughter that she was too thin. Too fat. Destined to be lonely. How badly would you want to punch whoever told her that. Wouldn't you want to shake her, and to pick her up, and look in her little precious face and tell her how everything that the world is saying is not true, that those are all lies, and tell her how much she is worth?
Pause.
Now. Think about these things for a second:
" See what great love the Father has given us, so that we should be
called children of God, and so we are." 1 John 3:1
God calls me his daughter. Not just in the future, but now. I am his daughter.
" For we are his workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works, which God prepared beforehand, that we should walk in them." Ephesians 2:10
The Bible straight up says that I am God's creation. So He loved me, He created me, and He calls me His daughter.
" So God created Human Beings in His own image. In the image of God he created them.; male and female He created them." Genesis 1:27
Not only did God just create me, he created me in HIS very own image. He thinks I am marvelous!
God is my father. He created me in HIS image, and I am precious to Him.
Every day I am bombarded with the world telling me new standards of beauty and what it is to be beautiful. Every day I have the choice to buy into the lies of the world.
Every day I have the choice to say " You know what God, sorry. You didn't quite cut it when you were making my thighs. I am not good enough. You didn't do a good job, sorry."
OR
I can choose everyday to buy into the freedom that tells me plain as day that I am a marvelous creation, created by the One true King. That I am created in the image of Christ. That I am fearfully and wonderfully made.
Where am I going to find my worth today? What am I going to choose?
Trust me, I know how hard it is to take the mask off and be real with yourself and with God for a minute... but really think about that.
I have the choice to tell God he didn't do quite a good enough job, or to praise Him for all of the things that make me unique.
Imagine if your perfect precious child came home and told you you sucked because you did a bad job making her because her eyes are too big, or her feet look weird.
That would not be cool.
Think about what message you're sending God by the way that you treat yourself.
I'm really super tired and it is really super hard to organize my thoughts when I am this super tired. And it is really not super cool to try to decipher unorganized thoughts....SO I am going to pick back up here this weekend. This topic is so so important to me, mainly because it really hits home. Self- worth issues were always a really huge struggle in my personal life and I want to use mine to help other people overcome their own. Today I was thinking about how we are created in His image and what message are we sending to God by the way we respect ourselves. Tomorrow I want to lead more into something I like to think of as little eyes.. and what message we are sending about self respect to the little eyes around us.
Much love and peace to you all.. even if I have no idea who you are. You are worth more than you will ever know, and loved more than you will ever know by a God who died to know you.
I have to go to sleep immediately.
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