Sometimes I get an attack of the “I’m not worthy” moments:
- I look in the mirror and some pudgy old gal with wrinkles looks back. (The nerve of her!) Yes, that’s the “I’m so not pretty!” moment. Sigh.
- I meet some of my friends for lunch, I look at their fashionable beautiful selves and whisper, “I’m not ever going to look like that! Ever.”
- I start some tasks like cleaning out the storage room or scraping off old wallpaper, and it doesn’t take long for the “I’m not young anymore!” reality to set in.
- I read books and articles by my author friends, and the “I’m not as talented as they are—and never will be!” doubts creep into my mind.
Sound familiar? We don’t need anybody else to judge us because we’re so good at doing it ourselves. God doesn’t make junk, and when we criticize ourselves, we’re being critical of God’s creation, of how He’s made us.
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