It is common knowledge that women are know to carry lots of baggage in travelling. However, we are more well known to carry other baggage in our hearts and minds. Let me just be clear and blunt when I say that women are known for walking in insecurities. You have them, I have them, and for the sake of mankind and our dignity (or just mine) the whole world has them.
At times I believe we enjoy it, because we at times use our insecurities to gain attention from other women, but mostly men. You know it's true, and they know it's true.
When a man compliements us saying things such as, "You are the most beautiful woman in the world." , "You have no idea how much I appreciate you", or "I love you!". We become mush. Our thoughts say "Finally someone who LOVES ME!! Hallelujah!"
It's not really that simple though is it?
If the same man hasn't compliemented you for two days we (and or I) think "Dear goodness, he hates me!" Then insecurities come flushing right back into our life. We once again believe we are worthless, ugly, fat, dumb, and the list could go on.
We have it all backwards.
The problem isn't just the insecurity. Our minds and hearts need renewed, but not by a man. Sure they're handsome, but having one doesn't mean you feel beautiful all the time. We need our hearts and minds renewed and covered by a God who created all things and tell us the TRUTH about who we are.
It's not an easy process, but if we are willing to look at our insecurities, whatever they are, and bring them to God. He will bring light, truth and beauty to our pain.
Let me share with you.
For me I struggle with believing the truth that I am innocent. At some point, I'm not certain when, I started believing that I was a whore. I took the absolute truth, and rejected it and took what I believe for myself to an extremely opposite spectrum. Never have I sold myself for sexual relations. Fact is, I have never even had them.
So why believe the lie?
To be honest, I don't have much of an idea. I know that in the past, my clothing choice has been compared to that of a prostitute, and perhaps friends that I care about enjoy sex to the point of having it before marriage. It doesn't change that I love them, but maybe deep down I associate their actions with having to be very much a part of me.
You know the idea you are what you eat. Or you are like the people you spend time with. Again, how far from the truth are we? Jesus spend his time with rufians and thugs, harlots and tax collectors. The lover of the world used Paul, a man who had made it his mission to murder Christians. Jesus spending time with all those people didn't make him any of those things.
So why think such things?
We shouldn't. It's not what Jesus intended for us. He's the one who covers us with purity, innocence, and His love. If we can grasp that truth and never let it go we could be on our way to the women he desires. If we offer up our thoughts about our holes, emptiness and insecurities to God, He will exchange them for what He says to be true about us.
If we did this wouldn't it be enough?
