Have you ever been judged by someone who hadn’t even met you? I have. It doesn’t happen very often, but when it does, it confuses me. Why don’t they like me? What did I do? They’d never even said hello to me. Did I glare at them without meaning to? Was I wearing the wrong thing? Did my laugh rub them the wrong way?
I’m the sort of person who’s usually liked by people. Granted, if I’m not in the spirit of things it can take me a while to warm up to people and start talking, but once I do, I’m hard to shut up. I’m interested in people. I like getting to know them and finding common ground. I like laughing until my throat hurts and I like goofing off and I like teasing and being teased. I like wearing weird hairdos that don’t always look good on me and I like wearing blue fingernail polish even after it begins to chip away. I like experimenting with makeup even if I’m not going anywhere, I like drawing on myself in pen. On a normal day, I don’t care that I’m not thin and I don’t care that my hair is frizzy.
Sure, I have days where I wake up and nothing seems to go right; where I flare up like a match at the smallest thing and where I feel fat in all my clothes and where I can’t do anything with my hair except pull it into an ugly ponytail and I stick my mascara wand in my eye and I have more zits than I’d like to see and I don’t like the face in the mirror.
The thing is, those are just days. They’re only my perception, how I see myself and feel about myself. God doesn’t watch me wake up and go “Ew, she looks awful today! Good grief, she’s hideous, what was I thinking letting that crawl out of bed this morning?”
I sit up in bed looking like yesterday’s goblin and He tells me “Good morning. I made this day for you. I want you to love people and be kind to them. I don’t want you to care about how you look because the only thing you should care about is Me. There’s nothing for you to worry about because I’m here. Enjoy your day.”
He made me how He wanted me made. The things I love and the things I hate, the way I talk and laugh and sleep and walk are all part of His design. Same goes for you. We shouldn’t care what other people think and I’m glad that I can say usually, I don’t. I don’t care at all, because I enjoy being myself. I love being able to stay up late reading and wake up in the morning; to look out my window and see clouds or hear birds and know that God is telling me to have an amazing day.
Whether I listen or not is up to me.