I'm just gonna admit it--I'm awful at blogging. Time and priorities have something to do with that, but also the idea that no one else really struggles with my issues, so who cares anyway.
Well, I remember being in high school and thinking surely I was the only girl who didn't like the body she was in. I know that's not true now, and I probably knew it then; but I still felt alone in my struggle to accept how God had designed me.
So I've decided I'm going to keep periodically showing up on this blog--when I have time and when I can drum up the courage to click post--just to send out a reminder to anyone doubting the beauty of God's design. You are wonderfully made and without flaw.
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Every so often (ok, every other day?), I get the most convincing idea: If I had..., I could be happy. For a moment, I really believe it. But I am the way I am, and trying to change that leaves me angry and exhausted.
In that weary and broken spirit, I have learned to focus on God as the source of contentment... the real kind that says, "God is my judge." I don't have to have something else or be someone else. He already accepted me as I am, so no other standard matters.
We are supplied with a barrage of "goals" to live up to on Instagram and Pinterest, let alone Facebook and TV. Hair goals, relationship goals, eyebrow goals... so many goals.
Well, I remember being in high school and thinking surely I was the only girl who didn't like the body she was in. I know that's not true now, and I probably knew it then; but I still felt alone in my struggle to accept how God had designed me.
So I've decided I'm going to keep periodically showing up on this blog--when I have time and when I can drum up the courage to click post--just to send out a reminder to anyone doubting the beauty of God's design. You are wonderfully made and without flaw.
_____
Every so often (ok, every other day?), I get the most convincing idea: If I had..., I could be happy. For a moment, I really believe it. But I am the way I am, and trying to change that leaves me angry and exhausted.
In that weary and broken spirit, I have learned to focus on God as the source of contentment... the real kind that says, "God is my judge." I don't have to have something else or be someone else. He already accepted me as I am, so no other standard matters.
We are supplied with a barrage of "goals" to live up to on Instagram and Pinterest, let alone Facebook and TV. Hair goals, relationship goals, eyebrow goals... so many goals.
image from Hairfinity
But happiness isn't about having perfect hair or the ideal body or flawless skin.
I don't want to spend a joyless second of my day trying to live up to standards set by other people. I used to have "hair idols" (don't lie, you know you have them too). But when I choose to believe that God has made me wonderfully, I become my own hair idol. Maybe that sounds weird and a little conceited. What I really mean is that I stop trying to be anyone else but me.
I like my hair big, but I also like it short. So, I cut it and it felt like freedom...
I don't want to spend a joyless second of my day trying to live up to standards set by other people. I used to have "hair idols" (don't lie, you know you have them too). But when I choose to believe that God has made me wonderfully, I become my own hair idol. Maybe that sounds weird and a little conceited. What I really mean is that I stop trying to be anyone else but me.
I like my hair big, but I also like it short. So, I cut it and it felt like freedom...
Freedom from other people's preferences for my hair (even though I have been informed on various occasions what those are). I felt the freedom to be myself without anybody else's permission.
There are so many days when I lose sight of how wonderful that freedom is, and I need to be reminded of who I am and whose I am. So here's a reminder to myself and you: "We are his workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works." Ephesians 2:10
There are so many days when I lose sight of how wonderful that freedom is, and I need to be reminded of who I am and whose I am. So here's a reminder to myself and you: "We are his workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works." Ephesians 2:10
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