When You Wonder Where You Belong

Fearfully Made Mom

graphic for Tiffany

There is a vast difference between hearing words and actually believing them.

For most of my life, I did the former. To say I took things with a grain of salt was an understatement. I used the entire shaker.

My grandmother never missed an opportunity to tell me I was beautiful. I would give her an obligatory smile and think as her grandchild, she was required to say that.

I didn’t see what she saw. I measured my worth by my ability to perform and to please others. But beauty? It was too subjective. Too personal.

So when I heard pastors preach on grace and tell me God wanted a personal relationship with me, the concept felt foreign. The Creator of the Universe wanted to know me? What did I have to offer Him?

My unbelief led me down a road of poor decisions and an endless search for love…

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