I'm gonna go out on a limb here and assume that I'm not the only woman who's questioned my worth-y-ness, my lovability or the point to my silly life on this planet.
Some days are "big question" days. For whatever reason, I seem to get plagued with all the meaning-of-life thoughts at once. On those days reading some red letters in the Bible and praying thankful prayers are my saving grace.
But still, dare I say it, sometimes I need a little something else. God is always enough for us, but He knew from the beginning of creation that sometime I'd still be a little basket-casey even with His Spirit in me. So, he gave us each other.
He gave me friends and family that see all my junk and somehow all of that's dim in the light of the good stuff God put in me--- the kindness, the ridiculous ideas, the hugs, the creativity.
So on those days when I'm freaking out, my dear, most patient man award-winning husband makes me repeat out loud:
"I am Charlotte the loved."
It's silly, but true. It actually helps.
I pray that ALL of us would have someone in our lives to remind us of our deepest, truest identity--- sons and daughters of God.
Who do you have in your life that reminds you that you're loved??