Excuse this moment of therapy.

My worth is not …

in how much I weigh
in my looks
in how good of a singer I am or am not
in how good of a speaker I am or am not
in how good of a mother I am or am not
in how good of a wife I am or am not
in whether or not my house is clean and decorated nicely
in how many friends I have or don’t have
in my job performance
in how well I dress
in my image
in how much money I have
AND MOST OF ALL …
in other people’s opinions of me related to all these areas or how they view me.
My worth is in …
knowing that God formed me in my mother’s womb and everything He made was “good”
knowing that God, my Father, the Almighty Maker of Heaven and Earth calls me His daughter
knowing that I am a child of the King, the Most High
knowing that He has plans and a purpose designed especially for me
knowing that He loves me in spite of my sinful heart and flesh
knowing that He thinks I’m worth dying for.
Therapy session over.