If you’re like me, you probably had a lot of insecurities growing up. I can remember when I was in school, I worried so much about what everyone else thought of me. I was worried about what I wore, how I spoke, and who I hung out with. When I was in middle school and high school, this is all that I was consumed with. I didn’t think I was good enough, or worth much of anything. I would fill myself with negative thoughts about myself, which allowed hate to build in my heart. I felt like nothing I did was ever right.
I remember walking through the halls asking myself, would anyone care if I wasn’t here? These thoughts consumed my life. I never was raised to believe that there was a purpose and a reason for my existence. I went to school and I learned that humans were some random coincidence, that my life meant nothing. I thought to myself if we were some random mistake then why are we in school, what’s the point? If my life was some big mistake, then why are there happy people in this world?
These negative and pessimistic thoughts that I had as a kid, propelled me to learn the truth. It pushed me to find some answers. I was at the brink of losing myself for good, I needed to find some reason to justify my existence. This led to my journey to discover the purpose of my life.
During this time my mom and dad started going to this church for the first time. It was intriguing to me, because I never known them to step foot in a church. My dad who was known to be very angry, started being nice to me. It was very strange, I was dumbfounded when he told me that he was proud of me, when I graduated high school. That was the first time I heard anything positive from him. So, I figured something was changing my dad, but I didn’t know what it was.
Eventually my mom started giving me Christian books to read and that is what helped me on my journey. The first books my mom gave me were the left behind books from Tim Lahaye and Jerry Jenkins. She also showed me numerous Ted Dekker books, that also helped to give me an alternative answer then what my science teachers were telling me. It helped me to understand that we were made for a purpose and a reason, and that God created us specifically for Him.
These books helped plant a seed in my heart, that eventually led me to understand my value in this world. I started researching further and I read Genesis for the first time. I read that we were created in God’s image and that when He created humans, He said it was good. That tells me that we were designed to be just like God. We were designed with His attributes. This started making more sense than the answer that I got in school, because everyone is different, yet still the same.
We are all different by the fact that we all have different personalities. We are not vanilla, in the sense that we were not printed in a batch. It is not like how our businesses mass produce products, but instead each one of us is distinctly different. However, we are still the same, because we are all human and we all are granted with the same emotions.
What it means to be made in the image of God, is simply that He gave us the power to be just like Him. It means that we were made to have our own free will, our own personality, our own thoughts. It is Him demonstrating His love by not making us mindless robot zombies. Instead we were born to make our own choices, and to have our own opinions. We were made to shine God’s light onto this world.
After learning this, I realized that I can get rid of my insecurities. I don’t have to hate myself. I don’t have to change the way that I am, because I was finely made by the greatest artist that will ever exist. This has helped me to gain a more positive take on life. It has helped me to look at other people and try to understand them, instead of judging them. It has helped me to love those people, that the world deems unlovable.
If I didn’t find God in my life, I don’t know where I would be. If He didn’t show me that my life can have meaning, then I probably wouldn’t be here. The knowledge that God went so far for little old me, blows my mind.
If you were like me growing up or if you are thinking the same type of thoughts that I was thinking when I was going through school, I want you to know that your life is meaningful. It might not seem so to you, but it is. Every single breath that you take is proof of the love that God has for you. He went out of His way to give you power over your own life. You don’t have to change who you are, you don’t have to worry about what others think about you, because God thinks your perfect the way you are.
So, I ask you, will you consider for a moment, that you are treasured by a perfect God, that loves you no matter what you do, how you look, or how you think of yourself. His love will never vanish, even when you feel down or when you feel like there is nothing good coming out of your life. He will be watching and walking with you through your darkest hours and through your best hours. You just need to recognize that He is holding His hand out for you to take. The only thing that you need to do is take hold of His hand.
Are you ready to accept His love?