How does a person come into this life full of love and joy, yet grow up to not feel good enough? What makes them feel less than anything? It's time people return to the truth of who they are.
The way a person's mind works always makes me wonder.
These past few months I have had a difficult time with this kind of thinking.
Maybe You've felt the exact same feelings before in your life. Where someone comes into you life and you just don't quite feel good enough for them. Not pretty enough, or handsome enough. Where sometimes you feel like you arent even worthy enough. But in reality YOU ARE. This type of thinking makes it hard for people to live life to its fullest. They lose sight of what's really important. When one door closes another door opens. Why is it that sometimes we Don't want a door to close? That we have trouble with change? That we do not like to go out of our comfort zone to grow? To love, to learn, to accomplish.
Feeling this way prevents someone from speaking their truth and being able to follow dreams.
---"For some people it's a door with a sign hanging above that reads, 'Do Not Enter.' For others it’s a sky-high wall that doesn't even have a door."---
Why is that some of us look in the mirror, and instead of seeing a wonderful daughter or son of God, We see our flaws and wish we could change things about us?
Being caught up in the world and when we worry about what other people think about us only detracts us from what is really important in life.
Serving others, Education, Family, Close friends, Finding true happiness and finding out who we truly are, Keeping the commandments and letting God into our lives.
Love is what makes us. Love is what burns deep inside of us and we cannot do without. We all want it more than anything.
Sometimes we feel lonely and need the company of others.
When we find someone we love being around, we notice they become on our minds more often after each passing day. Butterflies fill up in our stomach, and they become a part of our lives. For some it takes time, for others it happens quickly. But the emotions we feel are mutual.
Sometimes we worry that someone will look at our future and only see our past. We all want to be accepted, and not judged for our wrongdoings and by our flaws.
"God knows that you are not perfect. As you suffer about your imperfections he will give you comfort and suggestions on where to improve. God knows better than you, what you need. He always attempts to speak to you. Listen and follow the uncomfortable suggestions that he makes to us, and everything will fall into its place."
-Elder Bushce
Do not dwell on the past and do not worry so much about the future. Only worry about today and how your choices today will make you who you are tomorrow.
No one is perfect. Accept who you are and when you do, others will want the light that flows through you. Don't worry about what others think of you. Who cares if not everyone likes you and accepts you. Be who YOU are, not who you think others want you to be. You are amazing.. and there is not one other person EXACTLY like you. You are unique.
"The Lord seeth not as a man seeth; for man looketh on the outward appearance, but the Lord looketh on the heart."
(1 Samuel 16:7)
Sheila Kindred, "Looking on the Heart", Friend, Feb. 2009, 46–47
---“Where are your new glasses, Adam?” Mother asked as Adam pulled on his backpack.
“I … uh … forgot where I put them,” Adam muttered.
“Here they are,” his older sister called out.
“I found them under the sofa cushion.”
“I wonder how they got there?” Mother said.
“Please be more careful where you put them next time. You don’t want them to get lost or broken.”
Actually, Adam would have been happy if his glasses got lost or broken. He knew how they got under the sofa cushion. He put them there.
Adam didn’t like wearing his new glasses. They fell off when he played soccer and were always smudged with his fingerprints. Worst of all, Adam was sure everyone at school thought he looked ridiculous in his glasses, like some four-eyed monster.
But Adam’s glasses did make it easier for him to see the blackboard. So when Adam got to school that day, he could clearly read what his teacher had written on the board: Valentine’s Day Party Tomorrow!
Adam frowned. Usually he looked forward to the Valentine’s Day party. He liked eating the cookies and playing the fun games. But this year he had mixed feelings about exchanging valentines.
After school Adam sat at the kitchen table with valentines spread in front of him. He looked at the list of his classmates and sighed.
“Need help addressing the envelopes?” Adam’s mother asked.
Adam shook his head. “I don’t think I’ll give any valentines this year.”
His mother sat down next to him. “Why not?”
“The other kids think I look dumb in my glasses, Mom.”
“Did they say that?” Mother asked.
“No. But they look at me funny. And Danielle stares at me. I thought she was my friend. I’m not giving a valentine to her or anyone else. Why should I? I probably won’t be getting any.”
“Well, Adam,” Mother said softly, “even with brand-new glasses, you can’t see clearly into the hearts of others. I think you might be misjudging your friends. But it’s your choice.”
In the end, Adam decided to give out the valentines since they had already been made. He made sure to write his name on a few envelopes so he would get at least some valentines.
The Valentine’s Day party was so much fun that Adam completely forgot about his worries until it was time to go home. On his way out the door, Adam grabbed his valentines bag and stuffed it into his backpack before anyone else could see how empty it was.
At home Adam dumped the bag out on his bed, and his jaw dropped. There was a valentine from every student in class, and two from Danielle.
“That’s quite a haul,” his mother said from the bedroom doorway. “Did you give all those to yourself?”
Adam laughed. “Only four are from me,” he said. “I guess the other kids still like me after all. Danielle even wrote that she thinks I have cool glasses.”
Adam was more careful with his glasses after that. He took good care of them and even got a special elastic band to hold them on when he played soccer. He was sure to wear his glasses every day because they not only helped him see better, they also helped him remember to look into the hearts of his friends.'---
Like my friend tells me each week when we talk, "Remember who you are and be who you want to become."
I know Some days I Don't 'feel good enough' or 'pretty enough.' I know what I need to do and I know what I believe in. Serve others and Never lose hope.
And there will always be someone out there telling me I can't.
People telling you there is no point.
But I can.
You can.
Believe.
