I hate having my picture taken. Loathe.
I’ve never been photogenic, and I’m very uncomfortable in front of the camera.
I’m over critical of myself, and pictures just seem to bring out that annoying voice in my head that says, “You’re not pretty.”
But, I am pretty, damn it.
I’m no supermodel.
I do not have a perfect body.
But, I am me.
My eyes tell a story. My story.
There is no one like me.
That is beautiful.
“I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well.”~Psalm 139:14
The world tells us we need to look a certain way in order to be beautiful.
(I began writing this post last night. After a photo shoot with my family and a few shots of just me for the blog, I realized how much time I wasted yesterday worrying about my appearance. I was pretty sickened with the realization that I’m well into my thirties and still carry around the insecurities of a teenage girl. I left off at the words “I disagree” above. I stopped there, because I wasn’t sure where I would take the rest of the post. I just knew I disagreed!)
Then, this morning I sat down to do a social studies lesson with my first grader. We’re on the last chapter in the book. Hallelujah! It’s an “all about me” sort of unit. I’m not surprised that God spoke to me right out of the pages of the book.
“Is there anyone on Earth just like you?
No, you are special.
No one looks just like you.
No one thinks just like you.
No one acts just like you.
God made you different from everyone else.
You are an individual.”
~Heritage Studies 1 BJU Press
How will I teach my children to love themselves just the way they are, if I cannot not do that for myself?
The hours leading up to that shoot were filled with self doubt, self loathing, and self. self. self.
You see, when we think poorly of ourselves, we’re just being selfish.
The key word in the phrase “low self esteem” isn’t LOW it’s SELF.
When we choose to hate the things God has given us that make us unique, we strip him of the praise he’s due for creating us.
Not only did He create me, but he blessed me with a healthy body and mind. A healthy body and mind that’s not to be wasted on the worries of this world. They are to be used for His purposes for me.
I am created beautiful and perfect in every way. His way. Not the world’s.
You and I were created in God’s image and likeness. Who are we to hate anything about that?
I’m tired of trying to be someone I’m not.
I’m tired of wasting energy on worrying about my weight, my appearance, or my wardrobe.
And that’s not me.
Because I am beautiful.
Inside and out.
Today I will start acting like.
Today when I looked in the mirror this is what I told myself…
Inspired to write by Just.Be.Enough.