Sometimes I feel like prayer is pointless. I think, why would God care about me and my petty little issues when there's war in Gaza? But today I was reminded that God is God, so he has time for both the people in Gaza AND my self esteem issues.
Yesterday Jason was being a stupid boy. He called me Hamster (something the neighborhood boys used to call me). That in itself wasn't so bad... The problem was that he wanted to elaborate. It was like a freaking dissertation on why that's a good name for me. Apparently, with my cute chubby cheeks, I strongly resemble a hamster. Since he was being a stupid boy, it took him a while to realize I was actually upset. It did not occur to him that I wouldn't appreciate being told I look like this:
He eventually apologized, although he brought it up again later to say he wouldn't call me that anymore, but that I overreacted and that I have some serious issues. This is true. There are days when I look at myself in the mirror and think, "You are too fat and/or ugly to leave the house."
As I got ready for church this morning, I thought about how much I hate my face, with my squinty eyes and chubby cheeks. He was right; there is a resemblance.
And then I walked into church, and the first person I saw was Rose, a stylish older lady who I want to be BFF's with. I complimented her outfit, and she returned the compliment and said, "You're just a natural beauty." And she meant it; it wasn't just empty words.
I know it sounds insignificant, but I almost started to cry. Because in that moment I was reminded that God cares about every hurt; He really is paying attention. I can go to Him with my problems both big and small, and He will hear me. Whether it's a stupid boy or war in Gaza, He's our Heavenly Father, so He cares about it all.
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