A woman all dressed up posing in a green field on a sunny day with a blue sky. But if you zoom in closer to the reflection in my glasses— you’ll see my tripod balancing on its last leg on a large pallet of pavers that my husband purchased to build a patio in the back yard. And this day was the first day in a while that I decided to put a bit of makeup on and actually fix my hair. A new shirt from Target usually warrants a photo session, amirite?!
You see not everything is as it seems. I try my best to be as authentic as possible. Because I don’t want anyone to think— “Rebeka has it all together” because that is not the truth.
I’m over here a hot mess just like you. And I’m good with it. For a long time— too long to be exact— I worried about what others thought of me. I measured myself up against unattainable standards. I jokingly say I used to be a Pinterest mom. And if you’re a Pinterest Mom, rock on, Momma, rock on! That just didn’t fit my true self. And I had to shed that skin.
Gals, I’m so over the world pitting us against each other. Post after post of women judging each other. And of course, they go viral. Yes, Comparison is the thief of joy. You better believe it. But what happens when we stop letting the world pit us against one another? My, how powerful we’d be.
What would it look like if we all just started rooting for one another? I know, those posts don’t usually go viral. But what if they did?!
What would it look like for you to be you and for me to be me AND THAT BE PERFECTLY OKAY?! #youdoyou
I hope and pray one day that we get to experience such freedom here in this realm. But if we don’t I know without a shadow of a doubt that I’ll experience it in the Heavenly one.
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