When you reach a certain age you feel as if you need to be accepted by others. Fitting in all of a sudden becomes a way of life. If you aren’t accepted, you become more involved with what others want you to be. The way you dress, speak, appear or act. Why do we let people judge our appearance or personality? Why do we let people consume our way of thinking that we aren’t good enough? There is more to life than judgment. Everyone has there own opinions, judgment is just a way the enemy lures his way into the mind.
Being accepted isn’t an accomplishment. Acceptance just means that there are people who appreciate you for just being you. For those who can’t accept you are those who most likely can’t accept themselves. Acceptance does not need to be earned nor learned. We all go through mistreated words and hopeless accusations that the person we are isn’t good enough.
This world seems to be a never ending form of judgement. Figuring out who you are as an individual should not worry you about how others would perceive you. When Jesus was going city to city to speak for himself, many people didn’t accept him. He was judged, shamed and crucified.
I used to not always think like this. When I was in middle/high school I let the opinions of others consume me. I used to wish I was someone else. I used to try to be someone I was not. I dealt with a lot of confusion as to who I was. People always had something negative to say. I came to the point where I was angry all the time. I would have an attitude with the world. I would argue with people. All because I was hurting.
The world became my enemy, I suffered with major anxiety and depress. That showed up in my friendships, relationship and even in my family. I sometimes tried to hide my pain through fake smiles and laughs. But, when my bedroom door was closed everything unleashed.
I accepted Jesus into my life at 19 years old. When I simply could not take the pain anymore. I remember that day as if it was yesterday. I was in my room, knelt down praying. I told Jesus all my worries and I was fearful. I felt free after that prayer. I made a promise to Him that I would attend a church and be faithful to His word. And I did and still am.
The second Sunday I attended church was the day I chose my life verse.
Psalm 46: 5
“God is in the midst of her, she shall not be moved.”
“God is in the midst of her; she shall not be moved; God will help her when morning dawns.”
“God is within her, she will not fall.”
I was broken and I had fallen. I remember thinking as to why I felt so much pain.
It all started with ME. I had no inner love for myself. All that consumed me was the way I was perceived. I let many people tell ME how to I should be ME. I snapped out of it and began a self-love journey.
Fast forward to today, I no longer let the opinions bother me. I no longer let judgment ruin how I walk my day to day life. I no longer let what a stranger does or say affect my day. I no longer chose to be angry. I no longer accept negativity in my life. The emery is a thief of joy. I no longer let anyone rob me from the happiness that Jesus so graciously blessed me with. I became a light because the word of God tells me keep shinning even in the midst of our storm. Opinions, judgment, shamefulness and un-acceptance all comes from the enemy.
Keep SHINING your light.