You're worth it.

Hey My Loves.

Are You Worth It? I think so.... Here’s my word picture for the day: (and though it be an awkward thought to think, pretend I’m a tree for the moment)

I once was a tree. I stood proud and tall and man, did I think I had it all together. I knew how to shake my branches in the wind. I knew how to soak up the sun and had photosynthesis down to a tee; hence, my leaves were incredible. My trunk was not crooked, and above all I knew how to blend in with the other trees in the forest.

Life was good.

Yet, with all this something was missing. One day a lumberjack came by and he started cutting me down. With each chop of my stump there was pain and lots of sap running out of my "wounds." I had no idea what was going on. I was taken to a warehouse where my branches were stripped off of me and then my trunk was put through this machine and turned into a twenty dollar bill.

I certainly didn't look the same as before. I was changed. I was put into people’s pockets, passed along from one person's dirty hands to another; I was dropped into mud puddles. People spilt soda on me and at times they even ripped parts of me into pieces. The crazy part is people still wanted me no matter how dirty I was. Apparently, I still had worth even with dirty fingerprints, mud, soda, and ripped edges.
You see, there was a time when I could walk the walk and talk the talk. I was considered beautiful and popular and I "fit" in with the cool kids. I thought that I had it all together but somehow I knew something was definitely missing.

That's when Christ came along and started chopping me down. I wasn't all about it. I was comfortable with where I was at and besides, His chopping really hurt but while He was chopping me down He whispered, "Kaylee, You're worth it and I’m going to show you that you are worth it, but you're going to have to trust me on this because it's going to hurt for a while." So I did. He cut me down. He stripped me of all my pride and thus began the process of becoming more and more like Him.

So here I am chosen and given worth, but the thing is the world around me is not perfect, and certainly neither am I. Whether I choose to or not, daily I get covered with muck. Sometimes it's my sins and other times it’s the sin of others. Regardless, I’m still covered with muck. The thing is, I am still valuable. Nothing can take away from that.

Cheering Everyone On as you come to know your worth.
May you come to know that you're worth far more than $20. You're Priceless!
Kaylee