My name, Amanda, means worthy of love. Strange, since I've spent twenty-seven years of my life believing otherwise. But, just now, it hit me. I'm worthy of love because I'm God's creation. It's not because I'm something fabulous and fantastic on my own or of my own doing. It's because of Who molded me from dust, Who breathed life into me. Him. I am worthy because of Him.
I was formed by holy Hands. Pretty amazing to think about.
It really is something!
ReplyDeleteIt pains me to hear 27 years you thought you were unworthy. My five year old son believe he is unworthy too, and there is nothing I have been able to say or do to change it. When he brings me something he's made and he's so proud and beaming with joy over it, I ask him how he would feel if I didn't like it, or if IT said it didn't like itself? I use it as an example of how crazy it is for him to believe that God's creation, him, isn't awesome.
ReplyDeleteI pray that it doesn't take him 22 more years to see who he is in Christ.
I'm glad that you have had this breakthrough yourself. :) Blessings, and thank you for sharing your heart.