I am more than what you see on the outside.
More than a pretty smile.
More than a petite-sized frame and small features.
I am more than boisterous laughter with a hearty and occasional snort on the end..
I am more than any label the world can give me:
The youngest.
The only child.
Kind.
Navy girl.
Extroverted.
Fun-loving.
Emotional.
Loud.
Anxious.
I am more than what my past defines me as.
See past that.
See past how you define me. How others define me.
I am more than that.
My Creator has fashioned me with the work of His hands.
He's not made a mistake by allowing me to be broken, crumpled,
and torn.
It pleased him to make His children to show His glory through their shortcomings
and failures. Through my mistakes, He's proved to be loving and forever faithful.
I am HIS.
I am worthy of being loved. Worthy of being pursued. I have value. I am treasured.
Not because of anything I own, or do, or how I look....
but only because the life and Spirit of Jesus lives in me.
Do you see that? I do.