I had a pity party today.
It was stupid.
I'm over it.
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My mom said to me a few weeks ago, "You know something I love about you? You don't need a guy to be happy." I didn't know whether to take that as a compliment or as a pat-pat on the back because I don't have a boyfriend. In the end, I decided it's a good thing.
For a little while (up until like, half an hour ago), I haven't thought that way. I've felt very un-beautiful recently, very not-enough. But now I'm back to knowing that my life is really good. If a boy comes along and wants to be a part of my life, awesome. But I have so many reasons to be happy.
[I think it's wonderful that God fills scripture with things that affirm our identity in Him. If I didn't know Him, I think that having confidence and being comfortable in my own skin would be SO much more difficult than it already is.]
I have been on lots of flickr safaris lately. It's great fun. You should try it. It wastes your time but makes life better.
With love and soup,
Megan
YAAAY. You are redeemed, treasured, beloved, enough. AND YOU DON"T NEED A MAN. (;
Amen to that! I completely identify with your struggle.... I have to remind myself every day how treasured and lovely I am in the eyes of Christ.