To others...

I am not a wordsmith that can make words flow together in a beautiful way. I stumble over my sentences and have a hard time expressing my thoughts in a way for others to understand. My writing is simple and choppy and my spelling and grammar is lacking.

I have not been blessed with musical ability that can bring others joy. I am tone deaf and mess up the words to songs often. And as far as playing an instrument....that requires rhythm which I was born without.

I do not have the grace to be a dancer. I am awkward and stiff. I don't know what to do unless I mimic others, and I can't even do that very well.


I am not a genius. I can get by in classes and I know some things about things, but I don't know much. I am what my teacher calls "pro noun challenged." I can't remember the names of people, places or things. Information doesn't stick in my head very well so I don't know how I manage...

I am not gorgeous by the world's standards. I don't have the "ideal" body type or physical features. I'm not ugly either; I guess I am the norm.

I am not the funny one in the crowd. Don't ask me to tell you a joke, I don't know any good ones. I suck at telling stories and very rarely do naturally hilarious things.

I am not ______. I suppose I could go on forever because by the world's standards I don't amount to very much...

I am a child of the King above all kings. I am a princess "born into royalty; my clothes are of velvet, my crown of integrity." In you, Daddy, I find who I am. In you alone I am complete. I am good enough and I am great. You define me and give me purpose. In your eyes I see everything I want to be, in you I am whole. When I look to others I don't measure up, but when I look to you, I am not lacking. I don't have to be good with words, you understand my very being, you know the secrets of my heart. You know my thoughts without me having to explain. My songs are music to your ears and you like to hear me sing and fumble on the guitar, my worship is adored by you. I am free to dance: before your throne, in your arms, or just in your presence- you give me freedom to move. You have created me and you know me better than I know myself. You not only love me, but you like me too. Thank you for liking me, I need that. You give me worth, you give me life.