“I am such a ‘loser.'”
loser: (slang) a person or thing that fails, especially habitually
Ever said words similar to these about yourself, either aloud or silently?
Plenty of times they’ve taken up residence in my head, and found their way out of my mouth.
They seem to grow arms, legs and an ugly head when voiced out loud.
We know it’s never good to talk negatively about ourselves. We’re aware it’s not God-honoring to put ourselves down. So why do we?
Would I say such a thing if you were standing in front of me?
Would I say such a thing if God was standing in front of me?
Would I say such a thing to a friend?
Maybe it’s because we forget. Or maybe it’s because we are setting our standards on what the world says we should?
To be the perfect mom, wife, dad, child, whatever. I don’t know about you, but there are times in my day when I just can’t measure up to perfect mom or wife (or employee or friend or anything) for that matter. I am not perfect, no matter how much I try to be. Because I’m not perfect, does that make me a loser?
What about other times? When we do something that’s less than stellar, when we find ourselves in a mess, when our plate is just too full, when we try our best but our best just isn’t good enough, we can begin to talk to ourselves like we’re an enemy. Like we’re awful, scum, and can’t do anything right.
The words may start in our head, and that’s bad enough. But they’ll eventually make it out of our mouths, and that’s even worse.
Am I the only one?
I hope so, but if I’m not alone in this, may we encourage each other here.
God formed us and made us in His image. God didn’t create “losers.” He created masterpieces.
Masterpieces who are unique, special, one-of-a-kind, priceless. Friend, you are a masterpiece. A work of art. His work of art.
I thank God for that right there.
So the next time your thoughts go down that winding, terrible road filled with destruction about yourself or something you’ve done, or when those thoughts turn into words that want to spill out of your mouth, stop. Stop and remember Who made you. Stop and remember what a masterpiece you are. Stop and remember you are priceless.
Because you are. Because of Whose you are.
God bless you, O priceless one!
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