I have absolutely no idea why I’m writing this. Nothing has happened or been said to trigger this post. I was just making my morning concoction of yogurt, fresh fruit and All Bran cereal when this thought popped in my head about today’s post.
Talk about RANDOM!
And that random thought was this…I like Me.
Funny, I know. Sounds vain, but it really isn’t.
I was just thinking about the fact that I’m not what you’d consider pretty, I definitely am not at an ideal weight or size, I am not fancy or “proper”, couldn’t care less about shoes, matching bags, even fancy clothes. I am most comfortable in jeans (or sweats) and tees and sweatshirts. Not one to care about keeping up with the Jones’. Names don’t impress me nor do titles. My hair isn’t perfect, my skin isn’t either. Despite the fact that I am and always will be 24 (and don’t feel a day older), the elements of living on this earth are showing signs of my birth age – in several areas. My height (or lack of) causes challenges – especial when height, weight and size don’t calculate perfectly. I don’t drive a fancy car, or live in a fancy house. I am frugal and don’t like waste. I’m practical. I make mistakes, I’m not perfect. The list could go on.
But the bottom line is this…I like Me! I like who I am. I like what I like. I like what I do. I like those things that others may not. But since I have to live with me, all that matters is that I like Me.
Funny topic for a post! And again, I have absolutely no idea where this came from – except that I do my very best to follow the Lord’s direction in everything that I do – my goal is to always be led by His Spirit.
So perhaps, someone needed this today. Not to hear that “I like Me” necessarily, but to come to terms with who they are and that when it comes down to it, they like who they are. God’s Word tells us we must love ourselves. After all, He created us just as we are with the personality, tastes, looks, etc. and who can argue with that?
If YOU can relate and think this post was for you, let me know. Because I don’t have a clue why I’m writing this and about to hit “publish” as silly as that may sound.
Was it for you?