I am after all created in the image of God

Do you believe that every little part of you is magical? Because I don’t. Some parts perhaps but definitely not all of me.  If magical means extraordinary, remarkable, exceptional, outstanding, incredible, amazing, stunning, breathtaking, and the rest of all those wonderful adjectives, I might really need to excuse myself. How am I going to use those pretty things to describe myself when I know exactly where my flaws lie and what my insecurities are? How am I going to call myself remarkable when past mistakes and regrets still haunt me today? It’s incredibly challenging, right?

But because I’m created according to the image and likeness of our Almighty God, every little part of me becomes magical. Yes, even the parts that hurt, even the ones that are feeling disease right now. In spite of the awful stuff I think I’ve got, I’m still capable of a lot of things. I have the capacity to love and forgive. I have the capacity to think, reason out, make decisions, organise my thoughts and write them down, and even appreciate beauty. I can list them all down here but that will take me forever.

So whenever you feel like you’re of no value just cling onto the passage that you are made in the image of God. Remember, despite your physical flaws or sorrows, or doubts, you have some of the same attributes that God has.  You’re the only you there has ever been or ever will be.

It is alright to love what is in pain.

More than alright, that’s exactly where your love is needed the most.

So why not touch that part that hurts and smile at it, at yourself through it, and whisper: “I love you”.