the truth about myself

"You're so confident and self-assured. You're not insecure like most women seem to be." My face scrunched up into a question mark. I wanted to look over my shoulder to see who he was really talking to, because there's no way that description fits me. Definitely the wrong size. Send it back for a refund!

I laughed and said, "Really?!" My voice went up about 6 octaves at the end of that one word. (I was clearly dripping with self-assuredness!)

And while I still think what he said was a bit far-fetched, I also know that others see in me things I don't see in myself. Even more, I know that God sees in me so much more than I see in myself.

I want eyes to see those things.

Not so I can pat myself on the back. Or even so I can feel better about myself.

I want eyes to see those things because He put them in me. And to ignore them---or worse, to never even uncover them---would be a slap in His face.

So today I am praying, "Lord, help me to realize the truth about myself, no matter how beautiful it is."

[from a post this day last year]