Lately, God has been teaching me the art of rest. In light of this I have decided to take a bit of weight off my shoulders and only write my blogs on Monday; however, that doesn’t mean there isn’t room for a little exception. I think this particular exception is due especially because what I have to say is something SO MANY of us deal with on a regular basis. That is, the slimy yet gripping tentacles known as self-hatred.
For the past several years, the nasty, sniveling turd called self-hatred was my constant demon. The thoughts of self-loathing attached themselves to my ear and whispered filthy lies about my body, mind and spirit.
I tried self-help groups, cute-inspirational sayings, books, boys and friends to unlatch the sharp talons but none of them worked. Some of the people around me told me I was gorgeous yet it didn’t satisfy my need for something greater.
Can I tell you the SUPER simple belief I had to see before I stopped hating myself?
I believed my value came from what other people thought about me.
That’s it. It’s SO SIMPLE but this subtle thought process was what almost ended my life. I don’t think I’m going out on a limb to say it’s a way of thinking that kills so many of us on a daily basis but we don’t stand up to fight it!
Only recently have I started to discover complete victory and freedom in the area of self-hatred. Because God has revealed simple, yet extremely effective, things to me about the topic I would like to share one of those most powerful ways with you today.
The following is a letter paraphrased from multiple verses. It was originally written by Regina Franklin from her book, Who Calls Me Beautiful and expanded on by yours truly. As you read it please allow each line to sink into your heart. Meditate on what is being said. Linger on the words you are reading and ask Christ to help you believe as you hear the truth of your Father…
Before the beginning of time, I knew you. I knew what colour your eyes would be, and I could hear the sound of your laughter. Like a proud father who carries a picture of his daughter, I carried the image of you in My eyes, for you were created in My image. Before the beginning of time, I chose you. I spoke your name into the heavens and I smiled as its melody resounded off the walls of My heart.
You are Mine. My love for you extends farther than the stars in the sky and deeper than any ocean. You are My pearl of great price, the one whom I gave everything for. I cradled you in the palm of My hand. I love you even in the face of your failure. Nothing you say or do can cause Me to stop loving you. I am relentless in My pursuit of you. Run for Me – I will love you, Spurn Me – I will love you. Reject yourself – I will love you. You see, My love for you was slain before the foundations of the world and I have never regretted the sacrifice I made for you at Calvary.
When I see every part of who you are, I marvel at the work of MY hands, for I whispered words of longing and desire and you came into existence. You are beautiful and I take pleasure in you – heart, mind and body. You are My desire. When you turn your head in shame and despite what I have made, still I reach for you with gentle passion. You are My Beloved and I am yours. (Authors adaption from 1 John 3:2; Isaiah 43:1, Matthew 13:46; Ephesians 1:4; Revelation 13:8; Psalm 194:4; Song of Solomon 7:10; 6:3).
That’s the simple, straightforward truth.
“But God chose what is foolish in the world to shame the wise; God chose what is weak in the world to shame the strong…” 1 Corinthians 1:27
In light of what you just read, I dare you to stop telling yourself you need to look like you just stepped out of a Victoria Secret ad, fashion mag or a fashion mogul’s closet. I dare you to start shutting down the lie that you have to please everyone around you in order to obtain worth.
I dare you to start living confident and free in the realization that God sees you. He knows you and you are all He could ever want you to be.
Enamored and Shamelessly Dancing in His great Freedom and Joy,