Where does it come from? Being a shame of where we were born? When we could have died at birth? Being a shame of the color our skin? Our skin holds everything within Being a shame of the way we walk or talk. We were all born to be different and unique. Being a shame of the love ones. Love endures all, patient, kind and assuring. Being a shame of what we don’t know; But having the willingness to learn is a blessing. Being a shame of what we don’t have. Not having, makes the heart even more appreciative. Being a shame of what we don’t understand
Knowing is better than not knowing. Being a shame or our failures and mistakes. This how we learn and gain knowledge and wisdom. Being a shame because we don’t measure up to their standards, when in fact. I’m sure they don’t measure up to your heart, standards, values and self-worth.
What happens to make us feel this way? A single word, harsh word in the form of a sharp arrow, directed to our soul to make us bleed for a life time. Those words become alive.
Why do the negative thoughts of others hold so much power over our minds? Pride that covers fear; Wanting to belong or fit in; Needing to be praised or feel important; Caring about how others feel because we don’t value ourselves. Why do we believe the negative to be true? Because we don’t believe in ourselves; some of us don’t know what it’s like to have someone to believe in us so how do we begin to believe in self? Pray and see yourself as God
Pray and see yourself as God does-perfectly made, precious, amazing like Him and wrapped in love and mercy, beautiful inside and out. Cast down the thoughts of shame before it gets planted in your soul. Believe in you if no one else does and never give up on yourself.