I am under no delusion that convincing you that I’m happy, confident, strong, empowered, independent, secure in my looks or physique, etc. will actually convince you OR me of any of those things. Those are all fleeting emotions that can change with one glance, comment, or lack thereof regardless of how many selfies you post. My flesh is consistently insecure and in bondage to public opinion and manipulation by the enemy. If I do not crucify my flesh daily, I will be in constant need of your approval and attention to what both you and I think of me.
— My only hope is radical surrender through submission, obedience, and commitment to the King of kings and Lord of lords.
— My only security is in the Originator and Perfecter of the faith, who for the joy set before Him endured the cross, despising the shame, and has sat down at the right hand of the throne of God.
— My only strength is in the faithfulness of the God that resides in me.
— My only beauty is in the image of Jesus that the Spirit of God is transforming me into.
— My only power is in His resurrection.
— My only health is in His sovereign grace and providence.
— My only dependence is on Him who gave His life that I might have life and the interdependence of the community known as His Bride.
Minimizing me...making much of Jesus 