“You’re not good enough. No one cares about you.” When these thoughts come, it can be hard to ignore them. But they are lies. Lies that seek only to hurt you.
When you’re hurting, reach for your Bible. I love Psalm 139: “If I take the wings of the dawn, and settle in the uttermost parts of the sea, even there your hand will lead me, and your right hand will hold me†(verses 9-10). In Christ, God is with you no matter what you’re facing, and no matter how you feel, He holds you.
Look at verse 14: “I will give thanks to you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Your works are wonderful. My soul knows that very well.†What an awesome thought! You are fearfully and wonderfully made! God created you in His image, and, in Christ, you are a new creation—your identity is no longer in your failures but in God’s love for you (Genesis 1:27; 2 Corinthians 5:17).
Think of other people in the Bible too. Joseph felt rejected. Paul was ridiculed. David made major mistakes. Yet God loved each and every one of them. No matter how they were treated, no matter what the world said, they were fearfully and wonderfully made.
Even if no one responds to your posts on social media, even if you are ridiculed by others—no matter what—you are loved by Jesus. People’s treatment of you can’t change that. God made you, and He holds you in His love. You are wonderful to God. • Priscilla J. Krahn
• When you feel like a failure, who or what do you turn to?
• Why is it so important to rest your identity in Christ and not in what people think of you?
I will give thanks to you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Your works are wonderful. My soul knows that very well. Psalm 139:14 (WEB)
Read Verses:
Galatians 6:1-10; Epjesoams 4:1-16; Hebrews 10:23-25
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