This is a letter of encouragement to you, whoever you are, to let you know that you’re not alone. To let you know that you’re not the only woman wondering if she is enough. Us gals have a ton of pressure on us to be everything to everyone, don’t we?
We’re supposed to be the beauty, the brain, the straight A student, the soccer mom, the “girl boss”, the trophy wife, the taxi driver, the chef, the maid, the non-clingy-yet-super-hot-funny-talented girlfriend. The list just goes on and on. We’re supposed to have it all, tied up neatly in a size zero package with a perfectly manicured head of hair on top. At least, that’s what society tells us anyways. That’s what our insecurities tell us.
I don’t know about you, but I’ve bought into that lie way too many times in my life. The one that says I’m not “woman” enough if I can’t do it all. That I’m not worthy of love if I do or don’t look a certain way. That I’m not good enough. Surely I’m not the only one who has been out to lunch with a girlfriend and overheard her say, “Goodness, I really shouldn’t have dessert, but it’s okay. I worked out today. I deserve it.” And I’d be telling a flat out lie if I told you I’ve never said a similar phrase myself. Why do we feel the need to earn something as silly as a cookie?
Is it because we’re told women are supposed to run on kale and yoga and that anything other than that is classified as a failure? As disgusting? I’m not knocking healthy living. You’ll find me with baby carrots in hand 80% of the day because they are so dang good. I’m just saying, it’s time for us to ALLOW ourselves to be human. To be women. To live.
I don’t measure beauty the way society does, and I know God doesn’t either. He doesn’t categorize our worth by the size of our jeans. Whether you’re a size two or a size twelve, you are beautiful. You are capible of big things. You deserve to be loved. To be cherished. To be appreciated. And no, I don’t just mean by other people, but by YOURSELF as well. Be proud of who you are. Own it. Appreciate every little detail of who you were created to be. Your smile. Your heart. Your passions. These things can change the world, and that’s such a big deal. Much bigger than a number on a scale or the stretch marks on your belly. I’ve got some of those too, mamas, and I’m begging you to own those suckers. You earned them. You were a vessel used to create life. If that’s not beautiful, I don’t know what is.
So, here’s to you, pretty woman. Stop apologizing for being a woman. For having curves. For having goals. For having flaws. Embrace who God created you to be. Remember that you’re value doesn’t change based on appearance, relationship status’ or followers on social media. Your value is signed, sealed and delivered in a book that has the power to transform your life, to transform the way you view yourself.
“I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well.”—Psalm 139:14
You are a work of art. You are a woman. You don’t have to apologize for that.
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