I hear the
not so subtle screams of society telling our littles they’re just not good
enough. Not perfect. I hear it in every magazine, commercial and
shop window. The blatant attack of
clothes that hiss, “Eat Less”.
But what is
perfect?
Is it a pant
size? Weight? Cup size?
It is, in
itself, unattainable.
Yet our
society floods our sisters with images telling them that is exactly what they
need to achieve to be accepted. Loved.
Wanted. Beautiful. Good enough.
And the more
we strive to fit a mold not made for us, the emptier we feel.
And that
hole cannot be filled with diets or drugs or sex or makeup or food or alcohol. Those things only leave us feeling deadened,
dirtier, and filled with shame.
It is like
Alice chasing the rabbit down the black hole, and we fall further and further
away from ourselves.
It is a hole
only God can fill. An ache and yearning
only He can soothe.
Daughters! Sisters! Darlings!
You are not
a size. You are a soul.
You are not
a number. You are a name.
You are
beautiful because of what only you can offer: Yourself.
Your heart.
Your dreams. Your beauty. Your
uniqueness.And instead of fighting with all we have to guard the very things God has given us that make us so extraordinary, we loathe our temples and destroy them in an attempt to attain empty promises that only keep us from reaching our destiny. The lies keep us focused on what we think we are not—
Perfect
enough
Pretty
enoughSmall enough
Tall enough
Smart
enough……
And we
completely miss seeing who we truly are—
Strong. Unique.
Lovely. Wise. Smart.
Beautiful. Powerful.
But we will
only see ourselves correctly when we see Him correctly, because only He Who
created you can tell you who you are. We
will always feel empty and lost and inadequate as long as we continue to look
to the world or others for validation.
The screams of
lies can be deafening the longer we choose to listen, but isn’t it time we
start screaming back? Fighting back?
Standing up for our littles?
We are not
mindless drones.
We are not
called to be timid, people-pleasing, pushovers.
We are called to ROAR!
To lead. To
create. To inspire. To bring life.
And the
world desperately needs your voice. Our
littles need strong, fierce, loving, passionate and free women to lead them. Not ‘perfect’ women, exhausted from striving
with nothing left to offer because they sold it all for empty
promises.
Be a fly on
any wall at the salon, restaurant or girls night and what does the conversation
inevitably seem to turn to at some point?
Weight.
Diet. Exercise. Food.
Someone’s
trying the newest fad diet. Someone else
is so unhappy with ‘this’, while pinching at their sides. Someone else can’t eat this, this or ALL
that.
Where are
the life-giving, empowering, encouraging, self-loving ladies?
When did our
world become no bigger than the size of our pants?
We are
women! We are world changers! We are life givers!
Are we
instilling self-confidence, identity and self-love in our littles by our words?
Or is self-deprecating comments all they hear us speak about ourselves and
others?
They need
someone to show them the way and speak the truth of who they are in contrast to
the garbage they are plagued with. They need someone to turn off the blaring radio of empty promises and whisper the truths of who God created them to be.
They need you, me, us!
They need us
to take off the masks of insecurity and striving and show them how to be real,
raw, and vulnerable. And show them that
in those moments, that’s where they’re truly strong.
They need
what only you can bring--Your life. Your strength. Your vision. Your unique
perspective of Christ. It is a role only
you can fill.
But we’ll
never change the world and set women free buying into the lies the world feeds
us. It keeps us weak. Chained.
Scared. Powerless.
We must
fight back. Take a stand. Be bold. Buck the norm. And set a new standard.
The fight is
on for the lives of our princesses.
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