Sometimes a word follows you a round, dancing in your head and demanding attention. Today that word was ‘worth.’ So I wrote it down.
It was satisfying to write down the word. Silence followed. When I stepped back and looked at my word staring back brightly from the paper, I was reminded that I have worth. Not because of what I do, not because of what job my husband does, nor how smart I am or the people are that I hang out with are, not even how clever/beautiful/articulate or friendly my kids are… I am a woman of worth because I was created in the image of God. Makes me tingly inside.
Thanks God, i needed that today.