I Am Beautiful, I Am Loved

Like many teenage girls, I have had my fair share of crushes. Like many, I sometimes find my mind dominated by concerns about what boys think of my appearance, my humour, my figure?

Trying to live ‘up to’ some impossible standard to be ‘good enough, pretty enough, funny enough’ is exhausting.

After many conversations with friends and older women around me, I realise that these concerns reveal a heart that is trying to find love and acceptance from something that won’t ever give me the love and acceptance I want. God has been teaching me afresh that the approval of a boy will never match up to my Heavenly Fathers’ approval or the love and acceptance he gives.

I am learning that;

I AM beautiful. It says in Psalm 139:14 ‘I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made. I know that full well’. God created me uniquely. He ‘knit me together in my mother’s womb’ Psalm 139:13. He made me the way I am and I should praise him for that. I want his affirmation to be enough.

I AM loved. Jesus died on the cross so that I might have an intimate relationship with God in heaven. What greater act of love has the world ever seen? Jesus laid down his life, gave up everything in order for us to enjoy a full life in him and enjoy eternity with God. This demonstration of love can encourage me daily.

I want these truths to change my thinking. I don’t want to be a slave to needing to looking my ‘best’ all the time. I don’t want to have to find affirmation from catching some random dude’s eye. I want to stand secure in knowing God created me how I am and he loves me for who I am.





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