A Letter For the Broken Woman

Dear Broken Woman,

You are not the mistakes you have made.

You’re a child of God.

You are not how you were raised, or even the rejected child whose father left her.

You are a child of ABBA Father, and He will never leave you.

You are not the broken relationships you’ve been through. You’re not divorce, heartache, or loss.

You are a mended woman, a heart healed by God. Even if you don’t feel it.

You are not your failures.

You are redeemed.

You are not the lost job, missed opportunity, or empty bank account.

You are a child of the One who wishes to prosper you, not to cause you harm.

You’re not the imperfect features, unwanted weight gained, or knobby knees. You’re not the split ends, wrinkles, or even the chin hairs.

You are beautiful in His sight. You’re the heart He put inside you. The creation He lovingly stitched within your mother’s womb.

You’re not the things you cannot do, the tasks you can’t complete, or the lists you can’t check off as done.

You are so much more that what you can succeed in or finish!

You are not simply what the mirror reflects, what others project, or what the world claims you are.

You are the Spirit that lives within you.

Everything about this world will tell you that what you do is what makes you who you are. Therefore your failures make you a failure. Your imperfections make you imperfect. Your rejections and hurt make you a vessel of pain. This viewpoint will make you think you don’t have a choice in the matter, that it’s just how it is. That emptiness or bad luck is your lot in life. While this train of thought is prevalent and almost comfortable because of its familiarity, it’s a lie.

Your character lies in Christ. As a child of God you are His, His inheritance belongs to you. You are a princess, a daughter of the king. Perfectly imperfect, but made blameless, flawless, and beautiful because of His spirit that resides within you. And that, my friend, is the only View that matters. His.

Congrats my beautiful friend. Walk in your inheritance with your head held high.


This article originally appeared at BrieGowen.com.

Brie Gowenhttp://briegowen.com
Brie is a thirty-something (sliding ever closer to forty-something) wife and mother. When she’s not loving on her hubby, chasing after the toddler, or playing princess with her four year old she enjoys cooking, reading, and writing down her thoughts to share with others. Brie is also a huge lover of Jesus. She finds immense joy in the peace a relationship with her Savior provides, and she might just tell you about it sometime. She'd love for you to check out her blog at BrieGowen.com.

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