Masterpiece.

I wrote this piece a year ago. I was in a place of healing and I remember the words just going from my mind to the screen when I wrote this. There were a few tears shed because I remember just thinking, "I love myself. For a first. You deserve the freedom and grace that you just wrote about."

Today though, I'm re-reading and sharing this post again out of pain. This is a reminder though that freedom and grace are still for me. That I still deserve them. That no matter the pain and the lies that may come my way, that I'm still good enough, worthy, and that I'm a masterpiece.

 

 

You are good enough. You are worthy. You are a masterpiece. 

Every morning as I run down the stairs to get ready for work, I look myself in the mirror and tell myself those three phrases.

You are good enough. You are worthy. You are a masterpiece.

The hardest part about saying these three phrases is that there are days when I don’t believe it one bit. It’s in those moments though that I find myself biting the bullet and just accepting the fact that I am good enough, I am worthy, and that I am a masterpiece. When it becomes extra difficult I write it on the palm of my hand. While I open and close my hand though I continue to tell myself that those words are true. I continue to tell myself that I wouldn’t have written them there if I didn’t believe them to be true. Open. Close. Open. Close. Repeat for five more minutes. It’s a daily struggle that’s worth it.

You are good enough. You are worthy. You are a masterpiece.

Almost three years ago I was laying on a church floor crying out to God asking him to not let my anxiety win anymore. I was asking him to let me experience the freedom that I thought was never for me. That evening though a friend not only found me out, but also encouraged me in a prophetic image. She told me that she saw me standing at the edge of the waters unable to move. That I was surrounded by darkness. That I was allowing the lies of me not being good enough, not worthy, and not a masterpiece fill me. She continued to tell me that in the image God was calling me to step into the waters. That the waters that I stood before were meant for me. That no one else was to stand before these waters other than me.

After sharing this image with me, my friend told me that I need to believe that there is a purpose in this world for me. My friend also said this to me: Stop waiting for others to speak life into you. You need to start speaking and believing the truth of who you are over yourself.

Just seeing those words typed out – you need to start speaking and believing the truth of who you are over yourself - brings me back to that moment where I felt like I was being slapped across the face for not getting it the first time. While I hate to admit it, those words are still true today. They’re true on my good days. They’re true on my bad days, but at some point or another I still find myself wallowing in the darkness that was once caused by my anxiety.

You are good enough. You are worthy. You are a masterpiece. 

The weight of those words comes from the fact that someone needed to read those words over themselves for the first time. That for the first time in their life they began to speak truth over the lies they believed to be about them. 

Much like I’ve learned from speaking truth over my life, it’s that I’m needed and I’m worth it. So I’m going to say it to you – You’re needed. You’re worth it. 

I want to encourage you to not only step out of your darkness, but to be a stronger you. To be the version of yourself that you were always meant to be. Just remember that in the process of becoming a stronger you that you need to start speaking and believing the truth of who you are over yourself.