We live in a world full of hate. A world full of ideals and images of what the perfect human is. We model this "perfect human" after celebrities who are famous because they live such fake and crazy lives. A world that tells us and gives us the RIGHT to be who we choose to be, yet behind closed doors we decide who everyone else should be based on our own selfish opinion.
Next time you feel the weight of the world on your shoulders, and you feel as though everyone is telling you who to be and who not to be, don't let them. REMEMBER that you are a child of God, and he created you perfect in HIS eyes. So while we all make mistakes, and live in a world that is easy to give into temptation, never forget how special you truly are.
To those who feel the need to fuel society with these ridiculous ideals, images, and hate, HOW DARE YOU.
How dare you tell me that I am not worthy. How dare you tell me I am not good enough now and will never be. How dare you look at me with anything other than love in your eyes. How dare you make me feel less than whole because you are worried about something you cannot control. How dare you make me not believe in myself. How dare you tell me that someday someone will not love me the way I am because I am less than perfect. How dare you compare me to anyone other than myself. How dare you decide for me what I should look like and who I should be. How dare you tell me the person I see staring back at me in the mirror is not perfect the way she already is.
You did not make her, you did form the recipe for her body, her heart, her personality, her future or her mind.
God did.
God does not make mistakes, and he certainly did not start making them with me.
Psalm 139:14 says "I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well." Why do you get to decide how precious I am based on the the appearance of my stretch marks? Why are you the one who gets to decide how successful I am going to someday be because I am not a size 4? Why do you know what everyone else thinks of me? Why do you get to decide how I feel about myself when you don't know anything beyond the appearance of my skin?
You are not, and never will be God. So stop trying to act like you are, and simply accept me for ME.
Love me in the moments that I am at my lowest, love me at the moments I do things that don't make you happy, love me in the moments when the boy I love doesn't love me back. Love me for all of me when I don't love myself. Love me and lift me up to help boost my self esteem, to see myself through God's eyes and to love myself because of who I am, not what I look like. So how dare you society, to tell me to change for your needs and wants, when really the ONLY opinion I should ever worry about is my Heavenly Father's opinion. How dare you.
