Monday, June 2, 2014

Worth, Definition, and a Whole Lotta Curves

Again, I am reminded that my worth is not found in what I do, but in who I am; in who I was created to be. What does it really mean to "like" a status? What drives me to the rapid pace at which I get satisfaction from "liking" something? Why do I crave such fulfillment in social media? My view of worth has taken over God's view of me many times.

In Genesis 1:27, it is written:

      God created man in his own image,
      in the image of God he created him;
      male and female he created them."

Why do I so often forget this truth? I'm constantly being dominated, I feel, by things that are so insignificant. Why have I allowed my worth to be defined by a computer and pictures to create this shallow illusion of me? I choose what to post and what to share. I create this "world" that is in my mind "perfect" (though it is quite imperfect) to show to everyone. Goodness, if feelings were conveyed as pictures, I'd be a mess on Instagram.

My worth is not defined in what I do, but in who I am. God created me to be a relational being. However, that does not require me to always need to know every second of every day where and what my friends are doing. Because, deep down, I am defining myself by their standards. And not only that, I'm comparing my life to their life events (ie: relationships, marriage, family), when in reality, I have not crossed any of those bridges yet. Two different people with two different lives and there should be no room for comparison but rather, for love.

My worth is not defined by rubrics or standards. I am constantly comparing myself to a number or a phrase to find my worth, my significance. I am more than a number on a four-point scale. I am a person, with a name, and a life.

My worth is not defined by my friends. I do have great friends who love and support me very much. For that, I am incredibly thankful. However, my worth is not defined by my association with them or what we do together or our conversations. My worth comes from the fact that God has sent us to do life together.

My worth is not defined by who is or is not on my shoulder. I may not be a runway model or a fashion chic, but my curves tell a story; that is, one containing many chapters, various heartaches, and hopeful dreams. A man does not define my worth. Rather, learning from the relationships that surround me gives me hope for my own romance someday.

My worth is not defined in my work, in how much "I get done." So often, I find myself thinking about daily accomplishments and productivity rather than quality.

I am not my paperwork. I am not my makeup. I am not my handbag. I am not my mascara. I am not my pink rose lipstick. I am not that woman with or without "that guy" on her arms. I am not a rubric. I am not a number. I am not a "like" on Facebook or a comment or a heart on an Instagram picture. Yes, all those things are a part of me and reflect my character - but they are not me.

I am simply a woman created by God, for God, to show the world God. And though I mess up quite a bit, it's God's little/big reminder that I am indeed loved that defines me. I am his beloved. And that cannot be defined by a "like," but by simply "knowing Him" for yourself.

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