Lies.

I’ve been reminded lately how we are surrounded day in and day out by lies. Some of the them are so common and subtle that we don’t even notice we are taking them in. Others stare us in the face, but we believe them.

I don’t want to sit across from a teenage girl and listen to her tell me she will never amount to anything because that’s what those around her tell her. I don’t want to sit across from a friend and listen to her tell me she is ugly and no one will ever think she’s beautiful. I don’t want to sit across from a child and listen to her tell me she hates herself.

I hear these things all the time. It hurts me to hear people believe these lies. But then I look at myself and realize how often I believe these lies. How many times have I thought to myself that I am anything but beautiful? How many times have I believed that I will never really do anything with my life?

Lies. Lies. Lies.

I want to sit across from this teenage girl and tell her she will amount to something because she is smart, she has the kindest, selfless heart of any teenager I’ve ever met, and she loves deeply. I want to sit across from my friend and tell her she’s more beautiful than she will ever know. I want to sit across from this child and tell her she is loved, she is beautiful, she was created for a purpose by a God that loves her more than me or anyone around her ever will and she is good.

I want to whisper truth across the souls of these precious and wonderful people. I want them to know they were created for a reason, that they are part of a bigger story, and that they belong to a God who fiercely loves them. I can say this with confidence because I struggle with these very things and I have felt that still, small voice whisper across my soul that I am beautiful, I am loved and I was meant to live and live life abundantly.

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