My Daddy...he was my hero and he has been with his Heavenly Father since 1984 but not a day goes by that something does not remind me of him. His nickname for me was Cinderella. That nickname ended up being very appropriate as Cinderella and I both had painful childhoods, but ended up marrying our Prince. Beauty from the ashes!
As a child my Dad nurtured my artistic talents and I remember loving the scents of crayons, clay and pencils. It was always the place where I could drown out the pain and drown out the noise. The song, "You Say" by Lauren Daigle for me has been such a reminder that even if not one other person sees my worth...I am loved, I am strong, I am enough and I am deeply loved by the One who loves me despite my flaws. My desire in this season of my life is to allow His love and who He says I am to be enough.
My heart, my vulnerability, my sensitivity, my creativity are a big part of who I am. It is how my Heavenly Father has wired me. There are days and times when I have to fight the voices in my head that tell me I don't measure up. There are times when the pain of being invisible hurt more than I am willing to admit, but through it all He loves me even when I can't feel a thing. He assures me I am strong when when I feel weak. He holds me during those times I feel invisible and always I can trust I belong to Him.
My worth and my identity are found in Christ alone. This morning the reminder in church that we all mess up, at times we will be hypocrites, but we are a work in progress. Jesus rescued me from the pit, cleaned me up and daily He chisels away the parts of me that don't bear resemblance to the woman He needs me to be. I am thankful for His love, for His mercies that are new every morning and most of all for being held by the One who knows my heart and enables me to believe I am who He says I am.