not enough

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I stare back at the mirror again.

You are not enough. It echos in my head.
The words spoken from the picture I have of perfection.
You are not enough. You will never be enough. Try harder, do better.

I glance at a crack across the top of the mirror, distorting the image.
I discover then count the cracks in my life. In my personality, my appearance, my relationships.
Just take some glue, and fix them. That’s what will make it enough.
Paint over it, it’ll look good.
Try harder.

But only from the outside. In reality those cracks are still on the inside.
The water seeps in, slowly.
Dripping of the perfection I’ll never reach.
I wrinkle my nose in disgust. At who I am. What I’ve become.

Oh the lie.
It’s so repetitive, yet undeniably real.
He whispers it over and over, until we believe it.

I believed I had the control.
I believed I could never be enough.
I believed in the lie.

The truth is simply.
I’m enough. I’m more than enough.
I am a daughter of God!
I am made by same God who makes the pretty skies I so adore.
I find my worth in Him.
My cracks disappear as the outpouring of His love heals.

So as the year ends and we reflect.
And the world tells us to make resolutions, change for the better.
Rest in the fact that you are enough.
Did you hear? Because sometimes we read, glossing over the words.
Muttering yeah, yeah. I’ve heard this a million times.
Believe it because it’s true.


Did you hear that?
Scroll up and read that again.
Do you hear Him? Your Creator?

Fear not; you are of more value than many sparrows. Luke 12:7 

For the Lord will be your confidence and will keep your foot from being caught. Proverbs 3:26

So God created man in his own image, in the image of God he created him; male and female he created them. Genesis 1:27

I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made.

Wonderful are your works; my soul knows it very well. Psalm 139:14

But now, O Lord, you are our Father; we are the clay, and you are our potter; we are all the work of your hand. Isaiah 64:8

Consider putting this on your mirror? As a reminder of your worth.
We are the work of his hand. 
The same hand that paints the sunsets, created the oceans, sprinkles the snow.
Repeat the Truth again and again. 
Remember your Creator.
Until you believe.
That you are enough.