Saturday, April 28, 2012
A New Song
Long-term history contributed to my insecurity and uncertainty. I picking up a little here and there. Things people said. Things people did. Ways people looked at me. It all added up to me not feeling good enough. Add to all of that, the world’s view of a warped perfection—no physical flaws, not one pound overweight—actually underweight seems better in the world’s eyes, having every goal met, having all your ducks in a row, seeking to have it all. It’s no wonder that I didn’t measure up.
But God speaks differently. He speaks of a love that loves me in the middle of my messes. He doesn’t wait for me to have it all together. He loves me instantly and completely. He doesn’t want me to stay sinful but He gently leads me to change. Not to measure up to what other people consider worthy but to measure up to His plan for me. His plan is attainable. With His help, it’s attainable one day at a time. Unlike the very unattainable perfection that the world offers, God’s plan won’t keep me striving and striving on a treadmill that’s going nowhere.