I learned that long ago some doors closed because Simply Me wouldn’t do. Other doors opened because I was courageous enough to be me. Those doors that closed were meant to close. Simply Me would not have been welcome there.
Simply Me would have become someone else–someone I was not created to be. After all, God made me, Simply Me: Organizer, side-ways humor, ideas and thoughts bursting inside to come out, the boldness to voice maybe too often, awkwardly hugging with arms wrapping word hugs, information gatherer, asking questions because I know someone is like I used to be–afraid of my voice.
Are you scared to show that God-created you to the outside world? The Entire Outside World? To people who have the power to open doors and close doors?
One day I learned I had to just be me because to not go out every day and be who He created me to be is to reject God. I need to be not who my mamma wants me to be, or my husband wants me to be, or my sons want me to be, or even who my friends or acquaintances want me to be. I need to be who God created me to be. Simply Me everywhere.
“Father, help me to see what you see in me. Open my eyes to how all these different parts of me fit together – to see the intrinsic beauty of each of your creations. You aren’t surprised by my reactions, my strengths and my struggles, my awkwardness and grace. Help me untangle myself from other’s perceptions to only line up with your perception. Let me also learn to see others as you designed them, to encourage their liberation from how the world sees them to how you see them. Let me see as you see and love better for it….”
“Your eyes saw my unformed body; all the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be. How precious to me are your thoughts, God!How vast is the sum of them!”
– Psalm 139:16-17 (NIV)
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