I once knew a girl.
She had big brown eyes.
She always wore a smile
and never the latest trends.
She would say I don’t mind
And please and please
To make the world happy.
Only that is not what mattered most.
She was not afraid of the world
But it still fought against her day after day.
maybe because she stared it in the face anyway,
Did it sing the monotonous chorus lines of
You’re not good enough.
She is prettier than you.
You’ll never finish.
Until even laughing in its face was hard to hide
the fact she would want to cry.
And give in.
Only to surprise herself
And did only what
She’d been taught
And known her whole life:
That her identity was in Christ.
And that she is
and made in His image
And somewhere along the road
She shed her shroud of insecurity
(That never really goes away
she has wrapped herself in
And never looks to the other side.
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"Let the beloved of the LORD rest secure in him, for he shields him all day long, and the one the LORD loves rests between his shoulders." —Deuteronomy 33:12