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Chosen and Loved

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At one point or another all of us have felt it. The bitter taste of rejection.

Sometimes it’s laced in frilly words and other times it’s brusque. But in one way or another we’ve all experienced it.

I’ve been thinking a lot about this today. More specifically how easily rejection leads to inferiority. "If I were"… then he/she would….

In the Daniel study Beth Moore admonishes us not to build images to ourselves by inferiority. I related to her words completely in this paragraph. "Because of past failures and the ample ammunition I’ve given my accuser, I sometimes have a hard time differentiating between full-scale failure and simple misjudgment and mistake. Anything that stirs up that old feeling of failure--no matter how little the infractions compare—can send me on an instantaneous plummet from shaky self-esteem to full throttle self-loathing."

Am I the only one who does this? (Well, Beth Moore and I) :-)

I want to be a woman whose image reflects God. So, I’m choosing to "good-bye" to the rejection of yesterday that tempts me to think that I should be…

I am a child of God, chosen and loved.

How will you treat rejection today?

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