For we are God’s masterpiece. He has created us anew in Christ Jesus, so we can do the good things he planned for us long ago.
For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother’s womb. I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well.
One of the things that my husband is most peeved by is how critical I can be of myself and how my self-esteem isn’t always as through the roof as he thinks it should be.
There are so many things to be critical of though! When I look in the mirror I can point out a million flaws, a million things I wish were different. Every time I put on a pair of jeans, I’m reminded that I don’t have any womanly hips to hold them up. When I put on a bathing suit I’m reminded that I don’t have much in the boob department to really fill it in. When I’m putting on my makeup I’m reminded of every new wrinkle. When I do my hair I’m reminded that I’m not good at it and that I’ll never get it to look like hers.
I mean, really, what is wrong with me?!
Where does this nasty narrative come from? I know it’s there. I don’t want it to be there. Often times, I forget what to do about it.
Let’s reverse this nasty narrative, ladies! Let’s remember who we really are!
A MADE Woman is a masterpiece; God’s masterpiece!
No detail of who she is was an accident! Every part of her being:
her hips that are too big or too small
her wrinkles that are too deep or too numerous
her hair that is too flat, too gray, too dull
her skin that is too dry, too oily, too blemished
her breasts that are too small, too saggy, too big
every single part of her was carefully crafted by her Maker.
She looks around at creation…
at the sunset
the blooming rose
the vast oceans
the highest mountain peaks…
and she knows that God’s works are wonderful and she believes it about herself too!