Hey there! Here’s a new spoken word piece. I performed it at the LifeLight music festival over the weekend. Here’s the video!
Some days I look in the mirror and forget who my Creator is.
Because it feels like I don’t just have curves,
I’ve got rolling hills
Like I need to wear a sign that says, “Caution: Under construction. Please excuse our mess.”
And some days it seems like when God created me He
went a little more Picasso than Michelangelo and I’ve never cared for abstract art, so
I grow weary, of pieces of me, being called
And some days I forget that I’m the daughter of the King.
Some days I look in the mirror, and see only my mistakes.
Because that girl who was perfectly knitted together in the womb,
Has had 27 years to screw things up.
Sometimes all I see are stretch marks and scars
Evidence of a fallen world etched across my exterior
making me feel inferior,
not just compared to others
but compared to the best version of myself.
The one that was intended
before I got rear-ended
by sin and the world.
Just another victim in this accident scene
a trillion car pileup, millennia old.
things about myself that aren’t right
it’s a fight
because for whatever reason
sometimes, understanding the truth is hard.
And sometimes I forget my name.
because it’s so hard to hear over the shame
and lies spoken over me.
I am Beloved.
This is the only identity I need to walk in.
And yet I choose to re-name myself with lies again.
Slipping into them like a second skin.
Forgetting I’ve been forgiven.
forgetting who I belong to
and that I’ve been made new.
and that my failures have been hurled into the sea
and are no longer a part of me
not my identity
because I’m covered in mercy
new each morning.
When pain and lies become your comfort zone,
it’s time to get a new home.
Because the oppression of self-hatred
belongs in the pit of hell,
and that’s not where we were meant to dwell.
Satan can’t touch me,
so he builds me a prison instead
where I am fed
a daily diet of lies
growing emaciated and sick
my brain thick
with anxiety and doubt.
I want out
of this mind prison.
A mind focused on the flesh
has put me on death
These bars feel so real
but they’re completely artificial.
Destroyed by a sacrificial
lamb on a cross
a couple thousand years ago
that means this cage is ridiculous
because Satan’s not my master.
I wasn’t created for ruin or disaster
or to be a slave to anything but righteousness.
It’s time to get a new address.
Rescued from darkness
now a resident of the Kingdom,
I’ve been transferred from slavery to freedom.
From guilt to forgiveness
and from the enemy’s power
to the power of Jesus.
The penalty of sin died with Christ on the cross
and He has found what once was lost.
My home is in the Kingdom and I’m flying there first class, platinum elite.
I don’t need to worry about these overhead bins because I’ve checked my baggage.
I’ve got a name tag that reads Beloved
in thick bold letters so everyone can see it.
Written backwards so that every time I look in the mirror I can read it and remember who I am and Who
I belong to.
And if I had a nickname,
it would be chosen.
Because I’m hand picked
together for a purpose
so not worthless.
I need to replace my mirror
with a resume
of God’s work in my life.
So every time I looked
I could see that who I am
is so much more
than what I am not.
Unless you count
and so on
because then I am not
a whole lot
My birth certificate says adopted
from fearful slave
to confident daughter.
A full heir to my Father’s estate
which also means sharing in Christ’s suffering
but I count all that nothing
compared to the surpassing
worth of knowing Him.
I’m made complete
no missing pieces.
Not because of me,
but because of Jesus.
A masterpiece not meant to hang in a gallery
but to be
out in the world
beautiful because of Who
anything that tells me otherwise.
I’m an overcomer
free from shame
a new person
with a new name
holy and blameless in God’s eyes
given victory over lies.
when I look in the mirror and forget that I’m loved.
I guess there’s only one way to tune out the haters.
Stop studying the mirror,
and study my Creator.
I’m so thankful for the opportunity to speak at LifeLight. It was an absolutely wonderful experience! So many people work so hard to make it happen. What a great ministry!