I hear the shouts from the t.v. and the sidebar ads on facebook. They tell me that I'm not good enough just being me. They tell me that what it is that God has given me in my little cupped hands isn't enough or made of the right stuff. They tell me that it doesn't look just right and that maybe it should just stay hidden or silent...or both.
The voices that preach insecurity can be awfully loud.
I know the time is coming when I'm going to have to shout pretty loud for you to hear over the roar of your own insecurities.
You are beautiful.
You are loved.
You have value that is more than skin deep.
You have a purpose that is rooted in eternity.
I feel like with a 2 month old my 5 minutes often turns into 50 minutes. In the course of my "5 minutes" I changed a diaper, replaced a paci, and rocked baby to sleep. No one said it had to be 5 consecutive minutes- HA!