It's Just Me

So I should probably introduce myself seeing that this is my first post. That's the thing though, introductions are so hard for me. Like what can I possibly say about myself that will allow someone to see me for who I am when I don't even know who I am. To myself I am a girl wracked by a terrible self-image, hidden behind walls that seem impenetrable to the outside world. I am a girl facing the sudden divorce of her parents and the loss of the one person I thought I would have forever, all while hiding behind the mask of "I'm fine, really. Don't worry about me." -Insert fake smile here- I'm terrified to let anyone in, scared that anyone who will see me for who I really am will quickly draw away in disgust.
However, Christ has not created me to live in this way. He created me the way a potter creates his art, with utmost care and love. My absolute favorite Psalm ever, Psalm 139, was written by a man who understood this love. David writes,

"You made all the delicate, inner parts of my body

    and knit me together in my mother’s womb.

 Thank you for making me so wonderfully complex!

    Your workmanship is marvelous—how well I know it.

 You watched me as I was being formed in utter seclusion,

    as I was woven together in the dark of the womb.

 You saw me before I was born.

    Every day of my life was recorded in your book.

Every moment was laid out

    before a single day had passed.

 How precious are your thoughts about me, O God.

    They cannot be numbered!

 I can’t even count them;

    they outnumber the grains of sand!

And when I wake up,

    you are still with me!"

This is who I am. I am Christ's masterpiece. And this is who you are. Hear me on this: You are Christ's beautiful masterpiece, and you are loved with an unfailing love.

If you're anything like me, you have struggles and hidden inner pain. God sees that pain and knows exactly what you are going through. He wrote out your future before you had ever taken your first breath, and thinks about you so much that His thoughts can never be counted. Psalm 56:8 says that God has collected all your tears in His bottle and recorded each one in His book. He knows every single thing about you, from the number of hairs on your head to your deepest, darkest secret. And guess what? He still loves you. He still loves me. 

So, back to my introduction...

Hi everyone! I'm Rebekah, and I am a girl deeply loved by her creator and savior. I am confident, forgiven, set free, cherished, and I am no longer defined by my past hurts and mistakes. I have a huge heart for worship, and I want to live in such a way that people will see the love of Christ in me. No matter what the future holds, I am securely held in God's hands. I'm learning that the nearer you draw to God, the closer He draws to you, so don't give up. He is there, and His love for you will never change.

All you have to do is trust Him, and He will never fail.