Knowing The You That God Knows
by Holley Gerth
Pssst… pull up a chair and I’ll tell you a secret. You’d better lean in close for this one.
You don’t have to do more, be more, have more.
I’m sure there are security alarms going off somewhere. You should probably hide this book when your in-laws come over. And this could be the makings of a Sunday morning scandal.
But it’s true.
It’s the kind of true that will change your life, set you free, and make you wake up smiling for the first time in a long time. I know because that’s what it did for me (and believe me, for this nonÐmorning girl that’s nothing short of miraculous). I’ve seen it happen to a lot of other women too. I’ve read it in their words through thousands of comments on my blog. I’ve seen it in their faces on the couch in my counseling office. I’ve heard it in a new kind of laughter over coffee with friends.
Even if we’ve never met, I know this about you: you’re a daughter of God, a holy princess, a woman created with strengths you’ve yet to fully grasp and a story that’s still being written by the divine Author himself. And if you really take hold of who you are and what you’re called to do, there will be no stopping you. That’s because there’s no stopping him in you—and he’s got bigger plans for your life than you’ve even imagined.
Here comes a confession: I’m intimidated by you. And by you, I mean women. Put me in a room of my peers, and it won’t be long before my hands are sweaty and I’m shaking in my boots (yes, the cute ones I bought from TJ Maxx in the hopes they’d somehow hypnotize everyone into liking me—you know what I’m talking about).
Through my ambitious pursuit of coolness, I discovered that my insecurities came from a much deeper place than an inability to make coherent small talk at times. What I thought might be some sort of social ailment turned out to be a spiritual one.
Inside a voice whispered, “You’re not enough.” Depending on the day, an extra word might be thrown into that sentence:
You’re not pretty enough.
You’re not outgoing enough.
You’re not likeable enough.
So I kept spinning my wheels on an endless treadmill. I’d make progress in one area, only to realize I had miles to go in another. Exhausted, I finally began pondering and praying.
“Lord,” I asked, “why do women feel as if we’re not enough?”
It seemed I heard a whisper in response: “Because they’re not.”
For a moment I thought I had some holy static happening.
“Excuse me, God, it sounded like you said we’re not enough. Could you repeat that, pretty please?”
Again, gently and firmly, “You are not enough.”
By then I started thinking perhaps my heart had dialed the wrong number and the devil was on the line. But in that pause it seemed God finished the sentence: “You are not enough… in me you are so much more.”
We are much more than pretty… we are wonderfully made.
We are much more than likeable… we are deeply loved.
We are much more than okay… we are daughters of the King.
I think the enemy tricks us into believing we are not enough because he knows if we discover the truth, we’ll be unstoppable.
If you’ve embraced that lie like I did, then together we can start trading it for the truth. We are chosen, cherished, created women who have all we need to fulfill God’s plans for our lives. He has made us just as he wants us to be. We have something to offer that no one else can bring . . . and the world is waiting.
Girls, let’s stop shaking in our boots and instead start standing tall for him together.
Let’s use our strengths, skills, and relationships to make a difference.
Let’s be who we are, really.
I can’t do it alone—are you with me?
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