30“But the very hairs of your head are all numbered. 31“So do not fear; you are more valuable than many sparrows.
-Matthew 10:30
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It was late at night, I was stroking my niece’s hair as she fell asleep to he sound of me singing to her. I caressed her face and held her. As I stroked her hair God reminded me that He knows the number of hairs on my head. That’s how He knows, because He isn’t just somewhere far far away, He is right here stroking my hair and my face, I am more precious to Him than my niece is to me. And what matters to me matters to Him. His love is perfect and He loves me with an everlasting love. The problem is, I don’t know how to receive love.
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When I was in my late teens and into my twenties I suffered from severe acne. My face would hurt and I was ashamed to go out of my house without a make up. I prayed that God would heal me from that and He did! Unfortunately, because of that my skin got damaged and there were scars left from what I experienced. When people get close to me they may see them, which I realized, may be something I avoid. On this night, God showed me a clear picture of this and showed me it wasn’t just my physical flaws that I didn’t want people to see.
KNOWLEDGE
I wasn’t taught how to receive well, I was taught that I shouldn’t ask for anything because it was rude, and I learned to give and share and do. I also never saw examples of receiving love. I didn’t see bring teachable modeled to me, that’s a way to receive love too, when someone cares enough about you to show you blind spots or to warn you or correct you in love. I love my family, but none of us grew up in a Christian home. For generations, it’s been catholic or “religious” practices but we didn’t have a revelation of who God really is, neither were any of my relatives aware of how important our roles are. Fathers weren’t taught to imitate our Heavenly Father, mothers weren’t taught to model love like The father. They weren’t taught how to show grace, or encourage and guide etc… Because they didn’t have a relationship with Christ so how would they know?
HURT
” You won’t let anyone get close” I heard God whisper to me as I prayed that He would help me receive love. He is right, I haven’t.
“Well…if I do, they will get close and see my flaws and point them out to me” i thought, I wasn’t referring to the physical flaws, I was referring to other flaws: Insecurities, fears, where I fall short in their expectations of me or where I should be in my life, they often criticize what I’m doing with my career, or what I haven’t done, what Job I have or don’t have. So, I keep my self to myself. If I am far enough away, they will see the pretty impressionistic picture and might even be pleased at the sight.
When people have gotten close to me, it seemed as soon as they saw my flaws they didn’t want to deal with my imperfections so I got hurt by them, either by them trying to change me into something I wasn’t (their version of who they thought I was supposed to be) or they left me. It took a toll on me, every break up, every lengthy recovery time from those broken relationships. I am weary God. I don’t want to go through that again and suffer more pain and heavier baggage to carry or work through I already have a heavy load as it is. So for so long I haven’t even wanted to be in a relationship, because I have felt like I can be me and have flaws and not have to be perfect if I keep myself in a bubble. I don’t have to explain myself, or defend myself. I don’t have to fight, or struggle or strive or please anyone but me. Maybe I don’t grow as much that way but I don’t want to be hurt again, because it really hurts. When you love and hope, and give and give and even bend and the other person isn’t willing to jump over the walls or love me through my imperfections and say ” I am willing, and I am going to stay”. The real big picture is summed up in one question “Do I believe I am worthy of being loved?”
HEART
Even if God was to bring me a man that would love me excellently and be willing and promised to stay, it would be useless if I couldn’t receive that love. So the issue is not just on the outside, it’s mostly inside. Do I believe I am worthy of love? I don’t feel that I am, I feel like my life is not in perfect order and I’m kind of a mess right now, and I’ve got issues such as this one. And am I pretty enough, accomplished enough, strong enough? Mature enough, responsible enough? Do I have what it takes to be in a relationship? Will I be a blessing or a burden?. And yet God sweetly reminds me of where I was when I met Him. I was a bigger mess, I was imperfect and a spiritual adulteress, Idolatrous, given to alcohol and other vices. Broken to pieces, ashamed, hurt, abandoned, hopeless and depressed. And yet He loved me so much, that He chose that moment to reveal Himself to me, pursue me and not let me go. Perhaps to show me even now that I didn’t have to be perfect to be loved I just had to be willing and He would do the rest. That I am worthy of His perfect love, the love of The King of the universe, ruler and creator of all of heaven and all of earth and everything that is and ever was. I have to let God transform me by the renewing of my mind. I need to be reprogrammed. The truth has to overcome the lies that I’ve believed so long. I am worthy of love , I am loved, God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son. He has loved me with an everlasting love, He numbers the hairs on my head, I am fearfully and wonderfully made, I am a joint heir with Christ, as He is so am I in this world (and He is loved by The Father). I know the truth, it just is taking a while to take root and spring forth and bear fruit. But God is faithful and He is patient.
PRIDE
God wants to get rid of pride. Pride is something keeping me from receiving. Because when we receive it humbles us. When someone gives us something, it puts us in a position of need. God showed me that I over give and I won’t let people give to me because it is a matter of control which is basically pride. When I used to date before I wouldn’t let men pay, I would get my own door because if I did, I felt it put me in a weak position. It actually was putting me in a vulnerable position but being vulnerable isn’t necessarily a bad thing. When my friends try to pay me for my work or for babysitting, that is also me not receiving because I don’t want to seem as though I need anything or am asking for anything. In that He also showed me another reason I do that is that I am trying to earn His love by works. And it is all tied together, it is interesting how God showed me all these images of me giving up time and money to others and showed me how pride played a role.
TRUST
“So what do I do now God?” I asked. And then He answered quickly and softly. What do I do now? I let Him. I open my hand and let Him walk me through it like a child holding her father’s hand, a large powerful father walking in tall in a sea of other children, walking his beloved daughter protecting her and showing her it is safe, watching her as she interacts with the others and is there to help at any moment and there for her to run to at any moment. But I have to first give Him my hand, I have to surrender, moment by moment, and that takes strength but most importantly trust and faith. I don’t know if I can do that but I am willing. And I trust He is faithful and powerful enough to protect me. I surrender in this moment all of my past hurt, all my pain, all the disappointments, rejections, fears, insecurities, pride, and all the lies and trade that for His peace, love, joy, and restoration in my life. I may have to do this daily and maybe many times but God is faithful and His grace is sufficient.
I am not an impressionistic painting, I am no Monet . I don’t have to hide or run away from others or keep myself high on a wall to be seen in passing. I am God’s masterpiece. He wants me to to shine my light, be a reflection of His love, and the way I can love others is by first letting myself be loved by Him.

