It’s hard to believe that God sees me pure, beautiful, clean, and desirable. I don’t see myself that way all of the time, or most of the time, or even 1/3 of the time. But God sees me that way every second of every day.
I’m still learning how much He loves me. It’s too deep for me to grasp on my own. I need His help. So do you.
I long to see myself the way Jesus does.
Sometimes I let my own insecurities cripple me, grab a little too tightly around my neck so it’s hard for me to breathe, but God’s love for me in Jesus can and does come to set me right and free again. Even so, the struggle I feel is real.
I want to encourage you that it’s ok to not have it all together, or to always understand everything. It’s a process, one that I’m journeying along too. We aren’t alone, as much as we may think we are. And Jesus is able and willing to heal and help us.
Jesus specializes in making things new and alive, and my heart and mind are being made new and alive again and again. But making something new and alive usually means something else has to die, and that can hurt.