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A couple of weeks ago I was really struggling with a negative comment that was made to me in regards to my birthmark. Some days I can easily laugh the negative things off that strangers say and do in reaction to my face, while others day it's not so easy to find the humor. During this specific day and from a specific interaction, I allowed a stranger to take to my undesired, seldom visited, low place.
An hour later I got into my car. I was feeling discouraged while questioning my value when it comes to my unique appearance. I found myself questioning if it'd be easier if I hide who I am by expensive and uncomfortable make up, wondering if that would help me become more valuable in society's eyes…All while forgetting the countless beauties that come with my difference and the value that I have always had, and will always have, in God's eyes.
At the same time, I was (truthfully) beyond frustrated. I was angry that more often than I prefer, strangers can't seem to talk to me as a person, focusing away from my birthmark…Forgetting that they can get to know the greater level of depth that I have - whether they ask me how I'm doing, about my summer plans, or even about my favorite hobby.
During a venting session taking place only in my mind during my drive home, I thought, "Don't people (strangers, specifically), realize there is more to me than the color of my face?? Why do they always assume it's okay to respond to what they see in certain, negative ways - or that I only want to talk about my birthmark? Don't they realize I may have cool stories about traveling, that I may love to bake, and have exciting hopes for my life? I'm just like any person. I'm just like them…Why do they so easily forget that??" Sometimes it feels as though some people treat me as though I'm only half a person, just because of half my face.
When I got into my car about an hour after this specific experience, I heard this song come on the radio. I had heard the song before, but hadn't really listened to it.
This song is just what I needed in that moment. It was the perfect reminder!!
I needed to hear that no matter what strangers say, no matter how they react, I'm worth more than gold. I needed that reminder!!
My worth isn't in the way I'm treated by others, or in the way they talk to me…or in some cases, in the way they don't talk to me (that's a story to look forward to for my next blog entry).
My worth is based off so much more than a few opinions, stares, and remarks I receive from other people...and I can't ever forget that - and I should never let anyone let me feel any less, like I did that day. I don't have to hide who I am to make other people more comfortable. The way others treat me does not define me. If anything, it gives me a glimpse into their heart and opens many doors to help educate those that I meet.
More importantly?? Through these experiences I feel as though I am constantly (on a daily basis) learning about what it truly means to be kind to others - no matter if they're kind to me or not - and I think that adds to my value. (Granted, I have to admit...sometimes it takes a couple of lessons to learn whatever I'm suppose to learn!)
Maybe you need a bit of encouragement too, or a reminder. While the worth and value of gold fluctuates by human standards throughout the ages of time, our value and worth in God's eyes is always constant. He always sees our true worth, even when we can't see it ourselves…and no matter how high gold is valued here on earth at any given time - we are always worth so much more.
Whatever your struggle is I want you to know, "you're worth more than gold"…and I hope you never forget that either!
The Travelin' Chick,