What’s my Worth
A question I believe isn’t asked enough is what is my worth? Growing up I didn’t give it much thought at all. Honestly I don’t think I even knew the answer. I decided to start asking people What they think their worth is to them. Over the next few blogs I will be sharing their responses broken into random groups. The last blog will be my own person view on this topic! Group one is filled with Girls on the World Race.
Ashton: Okay here’s my answer:
I think my worth has always been, in my mind, what I could offer. It was affected by my actions, successes and failures. But this has begun to change for me over the last few years. I’ve learned that my worth has nothing to do with me and everything to do with God. He gives me my worth and I choose to believe it. Now this is still something I struggle with because I find myself not feeling worthy to serve on the race or to be someone’s friend because of my failures or my weaknesses, but I am continually growing and being reminded that my worth comes from my Father who made me and calls me worthy.
Hailey: worth would be the value ascribed to you by God! Initially I thought how you feel about yourself but a lot of people don’t know their true worth and value! Only God can truly tell us our value as our maker!
Breanne: I’d say I’ve tried to find worth in people’s validation of me or my own talents but it always comes back empty and meaningless in the long run or I end up getting hurt. The only reason I think I have worth is because God created me and loves me and values me as His precious creation.
I go back to this illustration all the time bc it speaks so deeply to me about my worth and I think I can really relate to it because of the artistic aspect: They say that art dealers determine the value of an artwork biased on the signature of the artist that’s on it. I am a masterpiece, a work of art created by God. I bear His signature. My value and my worth were set from the beginning by the creator of the universe. No matter what I say or do or what happens to me nothing can change that fact.
Sarah: My worth….Regardless of feelings. Ex. Some days I may feel worthless and feeling stuck. But if I take emotions out of it and think about where I am founded in which is in Christ. My worth is the same every day of how God sees me. And I try to see myself of how God sees me.
My worth is tied to value. And I know I am valued and loved by people and no matter what I do God sees me as beloved, worth and important. I know that my life matters here on earth. I can make a difference. I was called to more than to grow up, work, have a family and die. My worth and value is connected to my purpose in life, my passions and who God has made me to be.
Don’t know if that answered yo question but hope it did
Chelsey: I think our worth is a gift. When God created us, He placed value on us. He didn’t have to, but He chose to because He sees worth in us.
For many years I mistreated the gift that is my worth.
What a gift that is…
To this day, I struggle with trusting the value He has freely given me. As I have grown older and I am now starting to fully understand what my worth means, I have learned to guard it like a prized possession. Letting no one hold it, touch it, or speak negatively to it.
If I were given a brand new guitar (go with me ??) the more I pass it around for people to play eventually the value of it will go down because the strings will become worn and need to be changed, discoloration where you strum will take place, and there is no telling how many scratches will accumulate. Especially if I allow someone who doesn’t know how to play properly a lot of damage could take place. The more it’s not guarded the more it will become tarnished. Relating this back to my worth… as a young girl I allowed SO many people to “hold” my worth. I believed what people said about me, I allowed what other people thought about my appearance, personality, and spirit to dictate how much I was worth when they weren’t the ones who placed value on me to begin with. In this process in my eyes the value of the guitar never changed because I cherish who it came from. Even though in my eyes my worth was tarnished, I still held value to in the Lords eyes. By not guarding my worth I allowed others to tarnish it and it has taken many years and lots of heart ache to get back to the mindset of treasuring the gift. Thankfully my worth never changed, my mindset of my worth had changed.
