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How many times have you looked in the mirror and the first thing you noticed was what was “wrong.” To us, our flaws stick out like a sore thumb. We notice the tiny hair that sticks out from the top of our head, the extra inch on our thighs, the pimple on our cheek, and so on. It is so easy to look in the mirror and see what’s “wrong.” It’s hard to remember the last time I looked at myself and thought wow I’m not looking too bad today. Instead I cringe at the reflection.

As I sat today and reflected on why we might do this I began to wonder when did we stop loving ourselves? When did the little girl with pigtail braids and sparkly justice shirts stop thinking she was the coolest. Because guess what, that little guy or gal you once knew, they’re still the coolest, sometimes we just forget it. Serious question: When did we stop loving ourselves? When did we stop thinking that being different was great? And y’all why? Why have we as a society forgotten that we are loved by a God so good and so kind and that’s all that matters. We have forgotten that he thinks we’re good enough to die for. And how flipping cool is that. We forget to love on ourselves. Every once in a while, we need a compliment. A little boost, a smile. We are nowhere near perfect people, but we also aren’t the horrible image we’ve created in our heads. Why do we think it’s not ok to have a pimple? That’s life yall. People get pimples. That doesn’t make you not worthy. When did we start thinking we all had to be the same size. Since when is there a perfect body type. We are worthy because we were created by the Lord in his own perfect image- not the worlds. We look like God wants us to. Read More

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I’m a hot mess. I swear I’ve said that 15 times in the past three days. I’ve let the word mess define how I feel about myself. I’ve been trying to keep what feels like a million things straight and make a million decisions all at once and in the process, I have worn my heart down. I often find life to be so over complicated. We sometimes set these unattainable goals we feel we need to reach to survive in society and it becomes so overwhelming that eventually we begin to drown in our own burdens. PSA to myself and to the world. Everything is going to be ok. Yep that’s right. The pain you are feeling, the stress that is overcoming you, the hurt on your heart. That’s temporary- no matter how permanent it feels.

Here’s a kind of weird analysis that I use to compare pain and “mess” to Gods healing. Our pain is like a temporary tattoo. When we first put it on its bright and smooth and it’s the first thing our eye notices when we look at it. It’s something we are constantly noticing and thinking about. If we try to scrub it off right away it makes big red mark and hurts quite a bit. No matter how much you scrub, you can kind of see where the tattoo once lied for quite a little while. Though slowly it begins to fade. The tattoo that was once so prominent loses its bright colors and smooth texture until eventually it’s gone and our arm or shoulder or wherever the tattoo was now looks like it once did. The tattoo or “hurt/pain” in this case has faded or “healed”. But it took time. We need time to heal friends. When our life’s feel like a mess or our hearts break and we feel hopeless, we need time. When you get a cut or a bruise it takes time to heal. And that goes for our hearts and minds too. God heals y’all. I’ve seen him heal me through time, over and over again. Read More