I know your thoughts,when you stand near the mirror and complain about your “hair is to thin” “your thighs are too large” and that “ your nose is weirdly shaped” I hear it. I know your thoughts on your stomach and your pimples that seem to get only worse when it’s your time of the month. I hear your complaining about wanting a bigger butt and a smaller waist. I see you stalk random people on social media who look like you wish you did. I hear you compare yourself to other girls.i even heard your tears that night the boy broke your heart and you thought it was because you weren’t pretty enough.
I hear it all and it breaks my heart my child.
I know you think you aren’t pretty enough. But I did not create you to be enough for the world. I didn’t create you even for this world. I created every inch of you and it is beautiful and your ability to walk with me is your greatest and most beautiful gift.
Know your worth my child. Know that you may never be pretty enough for this world. But this world as no importance. You are more than pretty enough for me. You are created the way you are for a reason. Your purpose is your best accessory.
You may not feel beautiful but I promise - I hung the stars and painted the sea and made you in the image of me and that is beautiful.
You are mine -
love your Heavenly Father God ❤️