Imago Dei

Made in God’s image. As a Christ follower, this is a truth that seems simple, should be simple, to believe. I have value and worth because I was created in the image of God. But as with all things that are inherently simple, it can’t possibly be that easy. Right? Surely I have to be smart enough. Thin enough. Interesting enough. Successful enough. Beautiful enough.

I spent the better part of my youth uncomfortable in my own skin. Sure that no one could possibly like me for who I was, how I was. Never feeling like I was enough of anything to be worthy of.

I was immersed in culture to the fullest extent, and my own thoughts were harshly echoed at every turn.

But God.

I came to the end of me. A point where I was in desperation and seeking wholeheartedly to feel connected to anyone or anything. And there I found Him. I clung to Him. I sought Him.

I saw just how strong the grip of the enemy had been as my mind was transformed.

Now, I know Whose I am. I know my value. I know my worth. But better yet, I KNOW and BELIEVE that I was created in the image of God.

Imago Dei.