Day 3: What are three of your biggest passions?
Before I answer this question, I'd like to put Jesus at the top of this list, but because that is an obvious Sunday school answer to this sort of question, I'm not going to include Him in my list today. Just putting that out there.
Writing has been a passion of mine for as long as I can remember. I've wanted to be a writer since I was three or four years old. I made up stories before I could actually read. Nothing else on earth gives me that same feeling of excitement and joy than writing does. It's truly a passion of mine. If I go more than a day without writing, my heart starts to ache in my chest. I feel like a day has been purposeless if I haven't written something.
Writing is a love that God has given me. Whether He's given me talent is up to you to decide, but even if I'm an awful writer, that's okay. That won't change my passion for writing. I know a lot of people find my passion for writing to be funny. Most people hate it... like my friends, for example. But I don't. I have a love for writing the way some people love nature and the way some people love music.
When I write, I create.
My heart hurts for everyone in the world who is struggling with poverty, but for some reason, a huge chunk of my heart lies with the people in Africa. When I visited Kenya, my love for Africa expanded even more... and I didn't think that was possible. The people I met were filled with joy and peace and beauty. They taught me so much, even though they had so little.
No matter what I end up doing with my life, I know God is going to use me to help Africa in some way. He's given me that love.
Those struggling with self worth.
As a young teen, I struggled with depression, suicidal thoughts, and self injury. I've been through those emotions and feelings of absolute hopelessness. I was once a little girl who felt worthless and unlovable. I hurt myself because I thought I deserved the pain. I thought I deserved to die. As I've grown older, the Lord has shown me how much worth I truly have. I am His treasured possession. At times, that is a hard thing to accept, especially after I've taught myself to feel stupid and ugly and without value.
I feel a great empathy for other young girls who are struggling with these issues. I know what it's like to feel worthless and I don't want any other girl to have to feel the same way. It is sometimes difficult for me to forgive myself for the things I've done. I've damaged God's temple. I hated His creation when I hated myself. When I have the chance to talk to girls who are struggling with the same things that I once struggled with, in a way, I feel redemption. The Lord can use my most shameful and painful mistakes to glorify Him and help others.
For the rest of my life, I want my struggles and past to be available for the Lord to use for His glory. If there is a young girl who will be encouraged by my testimony, then I will be eager to share it with her.
No girl should ever feel ugly or worthless.
Here are today's questions:
1. What are your three biggest passions?
2. Have you ever struggled with self worth?