I've lived the past 33 years of my life believing many lies about myself and others. I believed that my self-worth was directly related to my productivity, what I said, and how others viewed me. Such a belief caused me to carry the weight of anxiety, stress, and perfectionism upon my shoulders. The lie took away from my inability to experience joy and hindered true connection with others. I carried a very critical spirit towards others inwardly. At times the weight was so pressing that I was literally brought to me knees. Although I looked to God for directions in my life, my bigger god was perfectionism.
I was blind to see my idol worship, because it came packaged in the form of "good works." I was blind to see that my desire to work hard, preform, please others, and live an exhausted life was wrong. Those desires were all cultural and inflated my self-worth. I was lost, yet believed I was saved. I believed I was living an obedient life that was pleasing to God, because of the way that it was package. I hit a point in life where I could no longer hold the shield of perfectionism. The shield was so heavy that the weight was crushing me.
Wednesday, February 5, 2014
Monday, February 3, 2014
Courage
In a book I am reading, The Gifts of Imperfection, by academic researcher Brene Brown, she shares about what the originally definition of courage meant, "To speak ones mind by telling all one's heart."
How many of us openly share what is truly on our heart? I have always found it easier to deny myself for the sake of others. A lie my childhood taught me was that my thoughts, ideas, and emotions were intertwined with my worth. As a result, I grew up with a constant fear that if I said or acted the wrong way, my worth would be jeopardize. Hence, I gave birth to a spirit of perfectionism that constantly produced daily doses of anxiety and fear. Making others happy became my god, which resulted in a loss of identify. I tossed my worth into the mud to be trampled upon. I threw my pearls to the swine where my identify found a new home. I said "Yes" to circumstances that I longed to have the courage to say "No" to, and as the years passed my inner voice lost all courage to speak. The well-spring of my heart became barren.
However, the story doesn't end here...this is only the beginning of the redeemed childhood. Of a girl, who found courage to share her story, that was set free to discover that her worthiness is not connected to what others think, feel, or say about her, because she serves a God who is worthy. A God that demonstrated worthiness to all mankind by sending His son Jesus, who experienced our darkness in order that we might share in His light and be found worthy of His great affection. May you have the courage to share your story today!
How many of us openly share what is truly on our heart? I have always found it easier to deny myself for the sake of others. A lie my childhood taught me was that my thoughts, ideas, and emotions were intertwined with my worth. As a result, I grew up with a constant fear that if I said or acted the wrong way, my worth would be jeopardize. Hence, I gave birth to a spirit of perfectionism that constantly produced daily doses of anxiety and fear. Making others happy became my god, which resulted in a loss of identify. I tossed my worth into the mud to be trampled upon. I threw my pearls to the swine where my identify found a new home. I said "Yes" to circumstances that I longed to have the courage to say "No" to, and as the years passed my inner voice lost all courage to speak. The well-spring of my heart became barren.
However, the story doesn't end here...this is only the beginning of the redeemed childhood. Of a girl, who found courage to share her story, that was set free to discover that her worthiness is not connected to what others think, feel, or say about her, because she serves a God who is worthy. A God that demonstrated worthiness to all mankind by sending His son Jesus, who experienced our darkness in order that we might share in His light and be found worthy of His great affection. May you have the courage to share your story today!
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