When I look in the mirror, low self esteem hasn’t been a struggle for me. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve had to jump that hurtle (someone find me a girl who hasn’t) just not recently. You won’t find me on a magazine cover, but I’m confident and I’m content. I figured that someday I’ll have a husband who will be able to say, “See that beautiful girl over there, she’s mine.”
But tonight when I saw my reflection I heard my Heavenly Father say, “See that beautiful girl down there, she’s mine.” The God of the Universe; He can see every person on this planet and He still looks down with a huge smile on His face and says, “That girl is mine, I love her so much!”
It’s not because I was blessed with “the right genes” or because I know what clothes to buy to make me look good. I’m beautiful because the Artist of this Universe created me. The same hands that formed the stunning stars that fill the sky (unless you’re near Philly where you can only see 5 stars), the same hands that painted a rainbow, the same hands that detailed each unique snowflake...also created me. That’s the reason I’m beautiful. That kind of beauty will never fade.
Tonight God told me I was beautiful. God told me He loved me. I am my Daddy’s girl!
To be able to call myself a "daddy's girl" may seem normal to some, but to me it is foreign. I don't think I've ever called myself a "daddy's girl." But tonight, I realized I was. And I have been all along!
Feeling God’s love firsthand never gets old. It refreshes, it comforts, it inspires. It is like nothing else. This world may try to tell you differently, and you might believe them sometimes. But it’s all a big lie...just another distraction.
Only from God can you experience pure and perfect love.
"I will give thanks to You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made; wonderful are Your works, and my soul knows it very well. "
Psalm 139:14
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