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I’ve spent much of my life rejecting the way God made me and trying to be just like everyone else. I finally feel secure enough to just be myself. With this post, I’d love to encourage you to accept yourself in all of your uniqueness, just the way God made you!
I could feel my face growing redder by the minute as the group dwindled. The teacher had announced that we were going to play a game, and she proceeded to make two boys the team captains.
She then told the boys to take turns picking their desired teammates. “Brian.” “Matt.” “Amy.” “Lisa.” First they picked their friends, other boys they thought would help them win. Next, they chose athletic girls, and then the pretty girls.
And then there were those of us who were last. The ones who weren’t picked.
I was always in that group.
It wasn’t that I didn’t have any friends, it was just that I wasn’t athletic and I wasn’t pretty. I was scrawny and plain and the boys never liked me. For much of elementary school, I felt like a loser.
Accept Yourself
Over and over again, I heard messages about self-acceptance. I heard it at school, at church, and on T.V.
It was just that it didn’t work like that in real life. I still had to deal with the fact that I wasn’t popular.
For the most part, I enjoyed my childhood.
But then adolescence appeared, and with it, a whole new set of insecurities.
We had moved from a small town to a big city, and suddenly I was about ten years behind fashion-wise. I showed up to my new school with curly hair, huge glasses, and uncool clothes.
Even though my teachers all liked me and I made it on the honor roll, I’ll never forget the day an older girl pushed me down the hall. She pulled my hair and shoved me while she and her friends laughed. My friends told me to ignore her, but I never forgot the mortification I felt that day.
I wished I had been born beautiful and smart and perfect. Or maybe I could just disappear or something.
At any rate, I couldn’t just “accept myself.”
Just Be Like Everyone Else
In order to be accepted, I decided to like whatever everyone else liked. I tried to convince myself that my personal preferences didn’t matter.
I listened to music I didn’t like, went to movies that didn’t inspire me, and succumbed to peer pressure at every turn.
I just wanted to be accepted. To be like everyone else.
After awhile, I finally stopped being picked on. Guys liked me.
Only trouble was, I didn’t like myself.
And even though I had found what I thought acceptance looked like, I still didn’t feel happy.
Free to Be Me
Becoming a Christian helped me to discover what really mattered in life, and I finally found true happiness in Jesus Christ.
And I also discovered that I didn’t have to be like everyone else. I could embrace the person God created me to be, and enjoy my unique giftings.
And it’s okay if no one else likes those things.
For instance, I love classical music. I love books. I love art and old-fashioned things.
I love sitting outside on a spring day, watching the clouds drift by. And thinking. Some people may think there’s not much going on in a quiet person’s head. But it’s anything but quiet in my brain! It’s a constant conversation I’m having with myself!
I’m an introvert. And thankfully, I married an introvert who completely understands me and just lets me be me!
The Value of Personality Tests
I’ve read various opinions on personality testing. I happen to love them, and I think they’re a great idea. Recently, my older daughter encouraged me to take a personality test (rather than just continuing to guess at where I might fit!).
I’m an INFJ. And that explains so much! 🙂
I think it helps to know the personality types of everyone in your family. This helps you to be able to live together in harmony, and show love to each other in meaningful ways. My husband and I and our three oldest children (all teenagers) took the test and we were delighted to find that we all got something different!
God Made You That Way
Sometimes I think we start looking at the person we are and we feel like we’re not very acceptable, and maybe God is looking down and frowning at us.
Nothing could be further from the truth!
He made us each in a uniquely beautiful way, and He loves how different our personalities are!
Here are some verses that might encourage you that He knows who you are, and He loves you.
Before I formed you in the womb I knew you, and before you were born I consecrated you… ~Jeremiah 1:5
I have loved you with an everlasting love…~Jeremiah 31:3
For you formed my inward parts; you knitted me together in my mother’s womb. I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. ~Psalm 139:13-14
God doesn’t make mistakes. He knew what He was doing when He created each one of us.
Different Gifts
The body of Christ needs introverts just as much as it needs extroverts (and vice versa). 🙂 We each have unique strengths and gifts that can be used to bless others.
Since we have gifts that differ according to the grace given to us, each of us is to exercise them accordingly. ~Romans 12:6
If you’ve felt rejection or alienation from others in the past, remember that God made you unique. You don’t have to be just like everyone else!
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Part 3
So, I say: You are not ugly! You might have come to believe that you are ugly, but you are not. Because you know why? You are God’s masterpiece! He made you this way for a reason. If society fail to see the beauty in you, then that is their flaw, not you being flawed! You are perfect to God, because he decided to make you the way you are! Satan will work all he can to make you believe in the oposite – because Satan doesn’t want you to believe in God. Satan will make you feel useless, ugly etc
I fight Satan daily – But the bible let us know, Satan is a lier! He sounds convincing, I know, he knows were your insecurities lie and there he aims his armour. But God is stronger! I pray that God will shield me so the burning arrows will not hurt me. I feel that shield helps me.
You know what Rich? Now I will pray for you too. That God will wrap you in his love and allow for you to see beyond what society and Satan let you know if flawed, and instead see the beauty God gave you. And I am convinced that if I met you I’d find you beautiful. Suffering tends to hurt sensitive, beautiful, thoughtful people more, which is why I am convinced I’d spot beauty in you.
I wrote on my mirror: “God loves you” “you are God’s masterpiece”
That helps me remember: He made me this way because it was his will. My task is to discover the purpose…
I wish you would allow your self to believe that God loves you, and to him you will Always be stunning!
Big hug!
Continued… from first post:
God punched me because be needed to get across to me..
The priest kept on praying, and had other visions some about a person afraid of snakes, I think one was on cancer etc… I didn’t really pay attention because I was off balance – but after the priest had let the church know what people he wanted to pray for -which were plenty- we were all called to go up and get a special pray/healing.
No one knew who had what problem. As I got up there, the priest and a lady came to pray for me. As they laid hands on me they both backed off as if they had been burned, then they started praying for me and all that I had never shared with anyone they knew. I cried, and cried, and cried… they knew me, and I had never met them. Then the priest said God had a word for me.
I fail to find that word now, but I still remember the essens in that bible quote. It is:
God is a creator and a craftsman. He is omnipotent so he cannot fail. He has created each one of us unique and exactly the way he wishes us to be. If we look down on his creation, ourselves, the child he created with love, then we, in a way, look down on God.
To be continued again…
Rich,
I feel you deeply! I was beated up in school for being ugly, people turned away from me disguised because of my horriffic excema, I got into puberty long before the other kids – and again their staring, mocking, bullying, their eyes let me know I was worthless. I had no friends. I only had my grandma.. and a pony to him I could confess, silently in salty tears….
I thought my mother loved me, ’til she told me I might consider going in a diet… she did maybe not say “to fit in” or “to not put shame over us” but that was what the ears of a 13 year old heard. She started competing in weightloss with me, and I won…I won the sickness anorexia. But I still did not fit in, was never beautiful…never managed to fit in.
Then, at the age of 18, I went to a church. There was a priest talking, and my thoughts were somwhere distant, when he suddenly stopped all he was doing, he said; I get a message from God that there is a person in here treating him- or herself as if he or she would be worthy less than a rubbishbin. As he said that, I was fysically punched in my heart, I swaggered- who hit me?
Guess what? God did…
To be continued…
At times I wish I was never born, GOD made me ugly the gift that last a lifetime, Why did GOD make me ugly I’ve had 50 years of feeling rejected. I have, and always will treat this world better than I received. I’m a great person trapped in this UGLY shell, The saying it’s better to loved and lost than never loved at all. Has merit. Inner beauty takes time for people to see. Accepting the way GOD made me is hard. The lonely empty feeling is something nobody needs. Don’t pity me consider yourself lucky your not me or others like me.
Rich, thank you for your comment. All people have value in God’s eyes, no matter who they are or what they look like. I know people tend to focus on the outer appearance, but God looks at the heart.
How GOD see my heart doesn’t matter to me anymore living in a ugly body and face has no comfort, I pray for fast death please GOD get it over with already. There is no point for me being here I wish I was never born, if GOD loves me than take me back I done.
Joy, I want to thank you for writing this simplistic (even a child could understand), yet powerful devotional. It is an understatement to say that it was for me and it actually brought tears to my eyes. Thank you for those scriptures from Jeremiah and Psalms…..wow, I wrote them down in my journal. I’m so glad that your blog post on this topic came up when I did a Google search. Just what The Dr. (Jesus) ordered. Btw, I would love to start a blog someday…..any tips/pointers? I’m very computer literate, but not sure I could put this type of page together (with all the graphics, etc). Thanks again and may God continue to bless you as you bless others for His Kingdom.
Dear Val, I’m so thankful these simple words were an encouragement to you today. To God be the glory! Regarding blogging, I started out on a free platform over 10 years ago, and learned a lot that way (though a ton of trial and error!). Here’s a link to a free blogging webinar for beginners that might be helpful.
Joy, I love this! Thank you for sharing your sweet journey to realizing how much worth and value you have in your Father’s eyes. So many of us struggle with this same issue even in adulthood – those elementary school feelings can come back in a heartbeat, can’t they? Thanks for the reminder to be who God made us – uniquely and individually – with no apologies.
Blessings to you – keep sharing!
Thank you so much for the encouragement, Christine! Blessings to you!
Beautiful post! Thank you for sharing and encouraging others! I am also an introverted book/art/old fashioned loving person, and my husband is the opposite…but we’ve learned to appreciate our differences. Life would be so boring if we were all the same! God’s creations are diverse, and they are all a reflection of Him!
Thank you, Laura! Glad to meet a fellow introvert! 🙂 I agree, life would be boring if we were all just alike! My husband and I have to work to stay balanced since we’re both introverted. Thankfully, our 17-year-old daughter is an extrovert, so that helps!
Thank you, Joy!
You’re welcome!
I have chills reading this! The pressure to fit in during high school landed me a spot at the teenage mother’s table instead of the cool kid’s table. I found my worth in a boy who didn’t value me instead of in the One who Created me. This is one reason that my husband and I have decided to homeschool our children. This post is wonderful, Joy! Thank you for sharing it on the Homestead Blog Hop!
Thank you, Jessica! And thanks so much for sharing some of your story. Those high school years were hard, weren’t they? Our school experience was also what led my husband and I to homeschool our children. So glad you stopped by!
HI Joy,
What a wonderful message you have here. Accepting yourself can be a challenge. I truly can understand what you are talking about feeling out of place as a kid – I remember feeling that way. No matter how many times someone tells to accept yourself it isn’t that easy. In our world today with all the bullying it is even worse. I understand now that the mean kids aren’t happy either or they wouldn’t be mean and so hateful but that sure doesn’t make it any easier when you are kid and living through. Learning to accept is still something I work at. Thanks for all the inspiration. Congratulations on being featured on Homestead blog hop. Pinned & twitted.
Now that I’m an adult, I realize that the mean kids weren’t happy, but as you mentioned, I had a hard time thinking about that when I was a kid! 🙂 Thank you so much for stopping by and leaving an encouraging comment, Marla!
I know that feeling of being the last one chosen. It bruises our child hearts in a way that sticks with us without the healing touch of God. I’m writing on a similar topic this week. Sometimes God works in themes, which is so cool. Linking with you at Grace and Truth.
I love how you said, “It bruises our child hearts in a way that sticks with us without the healing touch of God.” That’s so true. When we are in Christ, we can let go of the hurt, but without His healing touch, it’s hard to get over the pain. Going to check out your post!