I struggle with how transparent I am. I struggle with how emotional I am. I struggle with my body image. I struggle with the fact that if I'm uncomfortable, vulnerable, sad, happy, excited, moved, or nervous...I cry.
I struggle with self-doubt. with my self. my home.my capabilities. and lillypie.
It all came to a head Saturday night. I was upset. That resulted in my being upset that I was upset and it just sorta snow-balled from there. :)
God made me the way that he did. Why? Isn't that the big question we all ask ourselves? Why are we the way that we are? Is it really the luck of the gene pool, the way we were raised, the friends that we keep, and a product of the environment? I don't think so.
If I remember correctly, there is a sweet little Sunday school song that claims I am 'fearfully and wonderfully made'. :) Oh..not just a song. Psalm 139:14. Do you believe that? I believe the fearfully part-- and I strive to believe the wonderfully part. Chatting about this topic with a bunch of my favorite ladies last week really got me thinking. Who am I? Who are we as women?
I asked you...
...and here YOU are.
We are SO much. Each and everyone of us is ALL of those things. We were designed that way--ON PURPOSE.
So while Saturday I was a puddle of 'woe is me'-- today I am strong. beautiful. inventive. and sensitive. And that's amazing.
You're amazing.
I'd like to remind you of that. :)
and....I'll probably need you to remind me of that come Wednesday. I'll forget. hehe.
