Something that I struggle with is insecurities. Truly, comparison in general. It can get a little crazy up in this head, and it is something I constantly have to work on (and probably will always have to guard my heart with)
Confession: I have always hated my freckles.
As a child I was very easily embarrassed. At the mere mention of the word freckle, I was convinced that everyone in the room at the time was staring at me, and would automatically turn red.
Not too long ago I went to buy new foundation... The associate helping me automatically picked a shade and coverage and went to town on my face... When she was finished I looked in the mirror, and she said "it looks great and it covers your freckles nicely..."
I was honestly slightly offended. I never said I wanted to cover my freckles, she naturally assumed it was what I wanted. It was in that moment that I realized that I love this "imperfection" about myself. I don't want to cover or hide my freckles, but want to embrace that they are a part of me. God made me, and He made me how He wanted me to be. I think that when we begin to pick things we don't like about ourselves, we are telling God that what He made isn't good enough. That He made something wrong. If there is one thing I know about God, it is that He never makes mistakes.
I choose to embrace how God made me, freckles and all (I tried really hard not to shutter at the word this time ;))
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