I know how tough it is to live in a World where expectations are placed on who you should be, how you should act, the kind of clothes to wear to feel among or belong, the reactions that are considered normal, and the ones the society calls bizarre. I know you want to remain true to yourself but it is so tough. Afterall, you just want to feel loved and accepted.
I mean, who does not want to feel or be popular? I understand being in school does not make it easier as well, even your friends are confused, and your parents sometimes do not seem to understand or communicate in a way you seem to understand. It is so tough being a young woman when all your hormones are screaming in the opposite direction, so you make up your mind to find love for yourself, you want to feel loved, to feel adored by someone on the outside so you get stuck reading journals, novels and cosmopolitans on how to entice, and attract the man of your dreams, I understand; I have been there.
No condemnations girl. I read articles about knowing how much you are worth from the way another person treats you or the way they see you, and I get so upset. Why? There is only one way to determine how much you are worth, and it is by seeing yourself through the eyes of the one who made you. Girl, you will never be satisfied with seeing your worth through someone’s eyes because the day those eyes disappear, what will you do?
The good news is the one who made you knows you are priceless, bought with a price that far exceeds diamonds, pearls and the best of ornaments these failing World can offer. Being priceless means, you are not a mistake no matter how painful your background might be, those things do not define you or your identity, they are just a beautiful part of your story even if the brokenness and cracks are all you can see now. As a young woman, I searched for my father in every man that came my way because I allowed that part of my story to define me. I was so disappointed when these people walked away, and as much as I hated that they walked away, I have come to understand they were all humans just like myself, and blaming them was not an option.
The very day this narrative changed for me was when I received the understanding about the Father who made me, and gave me as a gift to my biological parents. As much as I love my parents, they do not own me. This freed me!!! I stopped acting like a fatherless child, and I started getting to know my heavenly father. This experience for me was just like getting to know a person, but again realising that this person loves me more than anything. This Father of mine is an artist, the very one who designed the planet we live in, he is a writer, he wrote my story, and its beautiful, he is a genius, he made my genius self and in doing this, I discovered my worth. It became clear, I am indeed priceless. I am a loved young woman, and you are a very much loved young lady.
The society will give its theory as to how much I am worth based on my level of success, failures, fame, pedigree and family but it can never tell me how much I am worth in my Father’s eyes., no one can define my worth and no one and nothing has the power to define how much you are worth. The only one whose opinion matters is Him and he defines you with the choicest of words.
Dear young woman, refuse to be pressured by the society telling you how much you are worth, your friends, and most importantly the standards you judge yourself with. You are designed uniquely by a Father you and I both share, and from one sister to another, we are in good hands. I pray you come to see yourself through his eyes. You are irresistibly priceless!