Made the cut.

 

Made the cut.

 

Well, I made a decision. A decision between God and I that led to me cutting my hair off. I started to realize I was finding my identity and beauty in my outer appearance. It was easy to find my worth in appearance but now I stripped that off and began finding comfort and contentment in the lord. He told me just to do it..  this decision was between God and I. As I let society mold me  I was riddled with insecurities driven by comparison, feeling trapped in someone who didn’t know who I truly was, letting others dictate my identity. All my life I have subconsciously let things around me dictate my identity- I became a chameleon in every environment. I lost myself and conformed into others, scared of upsetting or displeasing.  I saw my self of unworthy, lonely, a second choice, and ugly. But did Christ wreck that or what. I am so wild and so FREE I am made in literally GODS image- how LUCKY! I bad talk him- every time I bad talk myself. Every time I discredit my identity I discredit the creator. The one who took his time on me. My beauty doesn’t lay anywhere in this word. It sits right up in his throne and stands right next to me at the same time all the time! Surprise! It’s papa! Don’t lay your riches in how many Instagram followers you have, how many told you that you looked nice today. Lay them in what Christ says about you! His wise, pure, bold, creative, crazy, cool, known appointed, chosen and beautiful papa. I knew that I couldn’t put my full being into anything except my Heavenly Father. Falling on my knees, I placed of the lies that circulated my head at his feet. – now a new life, and new definition of joy, a new meaning of love, a new sense of beauty, a new desire for humanity to feel these changes that make me jump for joy.