You are worthy. Even if you don’t have a job, or if you hate your job, or if you are embarrassed of your job. You are worthy. Even if you’re sick and cannot afford healthcare. You are worthy. You are worthy, even if you’re “too fat” or “not pretty enough.” You are worthy if you’re addicted. You are worthy if you live in constant fear. You are worthy if your life has been too easy. You are worthy if your life has been too hard. You are worthy if you’re married and wish you weren’t. You are worthy if you aren’t married and wish you were. You are worthy if you like him/her/them and they don’t like you back. You are worthy if you own your own home. You are worthy if you live in your mom’s basement. You are worthy if you have no place to call home. Your life is important. You deserve love and respect and safety. You DESERVE to be invited to the conversation, but you also are worthy of showing up without an invitation.You deserve to be HEARD. Your opinion matters. You are valued. You are worthy. Please, please, please do not let anyone—person, entity, or institution—make you feel otherwise. There is definitely enough love and shared purpose in this broken world to heal us all.
happy ash wednesday, friends.
I am giving up compliments for lent. that is, i will still give them frequently, and accept them graciously, but I will fast from actions, activities, and past-times which serve no purpose but to seek compliments.
some examples - shopping for new clothes, getting manicures, spending too much time getting ready (beyond presentable/professional), browsing pinterest thinking about cultivating an “image,” facebook status updates that serve no purpose other than to garner “likes”, selfie posts on instagram (or here) or posts that serve to only show off, flaunt, brag, or earn a compliment.
my fast has been inspired in part by a sort of addiction to compliments. also, i’ve lost a few friends and acquaintances to suicide this year, and I can’t help but think that my sources of happiness need to be much, much, much deeper than a friend telling me I look pretty. Or 46 people liking a post on instagram.
how much time do we waste cultivating images that do not matter to God? you can’t take money with you, or likes, or shares, or things. I will fast from compliment seeking, and feast on introspection and prayer. Happy Fat Tuesday!
things that are difficult - not being near my sweetest bestest friend as she gets ready to be the prettiest bride. i love my elizabeth and all distance from her is toooooo far.