Today when shopping, I saw this red dress. For some reason I had the thought I’m not worthy of such a dress. At that moment a story my mom shared with me came to mind. She shared about this woman who tried on an expensive dress when she was younger, it fit perfectly but she didn’t buy it thinking it was too much money to spend when she had a husband and kids at home. As she remembered this moment in her life, she realized compared to the cost of the dress, it was her youth that was priceless. What she would do to go back in time to be young again so she could wear that dress.
Now was my time, what excuse would I make up to believe I wasn’t worthy.
Time is too valuable to have negative thoughts govern life, to look back on your life and wish you would have. We are made in the image of God, full of beauty, mystery, and the unlimited possibility to be transformed. Buying the red dress was my way of saying I am more than worthy.
What if you allowed yourself to travel. What if you allowed yourself to fight against those thoughts that tell you, you can’t or its impossible. Can you hear the God whisper telling you its not true? Its up to us to do something about it. For me, it was getting that red dress.
What action will you take?
Ten years ago my self-image was distorted. Today, I am finding myself really liking who I am. As I put on my make up I admire the shape of my eyes, the shade of my skin, my black hair, and the color of my eyes. When I look in the mirror, I smile at the way I look. I am happy and thankful to be me. I like who I am inside and out.
When I think about when I didn’t like myself and the days when I would cover my mirrors, I am thankful for the journey I had to go through. The boys that passed through my life for a minute and the words they spoke, always sweet and kind, saw something that I didn’t not. And finally at age 27, I agree. I no longer need compliments to feel good about myself, a pimple no longer has its power over me, and bad hair days are no longer a big deal.
Some might get down about getting older, looking in the mirror and seeing their face change, but each year I discover something about myself that I love. Getting older is an adventure. Being 17 was great but I am enjoy being 27 just as much and even greater. I finally know who I am, what I wanna do, where I wanna go, what I believe in and the kinda of people I wanna spend my life with.
God is amazing and has such beautiful grace that he walks us through these things.
What did you use to think about yourself ten years ago? Crazy to think ten years has gone and past.