Over these last couple of weeks or so, I have been talking a lot with my sister, who is a freshman in high school. We have slowly been growing closer to each other as she grows older, and I absolutely love getting to know her better. But one thing that really breaks my heart is when she comes home from school and shares upsetting stories with me about how sometimes girls aren't very nice to her or each other.
This is something that really gets under my skin too. As young women all struggling together through the pressures of being a young woman and the expectations of boys and life in general, I always hoped that we would find a way to battle through life together instead of adding to each other's list of enemies.
Lately, I have been thinking a lot about what it means to be a woman of Christ and what that entails. I have also been thinking about a time when I was my sister's age and girls weren't always very nice to me. I remember one time specifically that a girl had came up to me and told me that my favorite pink shirt was ugly. I was so taken aback by this girl's comment. She had ruined my entire day when she said that to me. However, something that I think is funny now, looking back on that memory, is that I bet you God was laughing, like that big kind of belly laugh at me through my tears. I say this because I think that it is easy to let these little comments or remarks get to you when you are young or even old. It is easy to let people tear you down and hurt your feelings. Quite frankly, I think it's too easy. That is why I think that God was laughing at me. He was probably looking and me and thinking, "Oh, Savannah, how silly of you to let that one comment ruin your entire day. Don't you know who you are to me?" Because really, how silly is that? When you stop and think about it, you are a daughter of the One True King. You are royalty, and this goes for any woman out there. God literally molded you with his own to hands, in his image, and you are allowing these irrelevant people to determine your worth.
Looking back now on that moment in my life, my shirt really was pretty ugly, but that is so okay with me, because the truth still stands that I am a daughter of the King, made a princess by his son's blood. Those words that other people have said to me or will say to me in the future have little power of me, and anything that anyone has to say to you, negative or otherwise, has no power over you and your worth. Christ decided long ago that you were worthy when he died for you on the cross. The most unfortunate thing about it all is this; maybe that little girl didn't understand this. I guarantee that any little girl who knows and understands how loved she is by the creator of the world wouldn't say those hurtful things in order to make herself feel better. She doesn't understand what it means to loved and sought after relentlessly by our Lord and Savior.
So I tell you today, sweet girls out there; you are loved, and you are worthy, and in the scheme of life, your clothing or whatever it is that you feel insecure about does not make you lesser.
You are beautiful, for you are fearfully and wonderfully made. - Psalm 139:14
Just my two cents for the day.