Do you ever have one of those moments where God just kind of hits you upside the head?
Like,”Hey, listen up!”
Well, I had one of those moments at work tonight.
It was a busy night in the emergency department like any other. I finished discharging a patient and they left. Like usual I went to see the next patient. Through taking care of her we got to talking about self image. I talked to her about areas where I’ve struggled hoping to try and help her. Letting her know that she is not alone in her struggles. The one thing I told her, that always is true no matter what, is that I AM a daughter of God.
No one can take that away and no one can change that.
God loves me, and her, and everyone! His love is so great, and immeasurable, and unfathomable!
“For God so loved the world that He gave his only only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth In Him, shall not perish but have everlasting life.”
I didn’t know how to explain that to her and get her to grasp that.
While telling her this, a voice whispered,”You know I love you, but do you feel it?”.
*taking a deep breath ,“God, this isn’t about me right now.”
And I explained to her how beautiful she is and that God made her the way she is. She was made in Gods image and she shouldn’t want to change that.
“So God created man in his own image, in the image of God created he him; male and female created he them.”
That small voice,”If you believe you’re made in my image, then why do you think you’re not good enough and always so hard on yourself?”
“I will praise thee; for I am fearfully and wonderfully made.”
My thought,”Lord! I don’t really want to think about this right now…. okay… I will!”
After finishing my conversation with the young women. I went and sat down and there was this weight on my chest.
I thought,”Why am I so hard on myself?”
God made me exactly the way He wanted me to be and all I did was want to change that, to be someone I’m not.
Why? For what purpose? My own self vanity?
God, my Father, must be so disappointed and sad with how I view myself.
I look at my body, that He made perfect, and not thinking it good enough decided that I’m not good enough.
Who does that? Takes something someone creates and says,”You know, I don’t like what you made, so I think I’m gonna change it.”
I am a masterpiece of God.
My body is a temple of the Holy Spirit.
“What? You know not that your body is the temple of the Holy Ghost which is in you, which ye have of God, and you are not your own?”
1 Corinthians 6:19
I’m not perfect, but perfect in my imperfections.
Perfect In all the ways He made me.
It took me telling these things to someone else for me to fully grasp them.
“For we are his workmanship, created in Christ Jesus unto good works, which God hath before ordained that we should walk in them.”