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Precious In His Sight

on February 20, 2015

This past Wednesday I started a new Bible study. It’s specifically to help women love and, therefore, take better care of their bodies. We’re going through various Scriptures, dissecting what they mean and determining what the lesson is for each of us. It was all good and friendly and somewhat old-hat for this life-long church girl.

Near the end of the study, our leader asked us to turn to a page in our workbook where she had included the definition of the word precious:

… of high worth, greatly valued, highly esteemed, dear, beloved, irreplaceable.

She asked us to read it, then to read it together, out loud, only, she said, this time start with your name and make it a sentence: Sharyn is … etc. Like good soldiers, the other dozen-plus women chimed in, saying their name, followed by all of those delightfully strong and optimistic adjectives.

And I couldn’t do it. I mumbled something nonsensical instead of my name before joining in on the rest of the mantra. It’s just hard for me to see myself that way. While, on the one hand, I’m confident in the knowledge that God created me and loves me as I am; on the other, I’m far too aware of my flaws.

I suppose we all are.

A few weeks ago, someone posted a website photo album that showed a series of grooms’ faces as they saw their bride in her wedding dress for the first time. It was sweet, almost tear-inducing. And my first thought was, “No one could ever look at me like that.”

Precious by adamr

Are you seeing your true reflection? Image courtesy of adamr with

My low self-esteem isn’t anything new. It started early—in grade school, I believe—when I liked boys but they didn’t like me back. And continued through high school, when I didn’t get asked out or have dates to important teenage events like homecoming and prom. I did stop by our prom my senior year with some friends to check it out. We stood around for a bit then went to a movie.

Over 30 years as a single since, and you’d think I’d be better—more accepting of who I am, more content with being who God created me to be. Yet I continue to see my worth through the eyes of men. Flawed humans, just like me, who file people away in categories. Cute. Not Cute. Thin. Fat. Boring. Weird. Fun. Interesting.

Dateable or not dateable.

So when my Bible study leader asked me to give myself these different, better labels, my instinct rejected the idea. I don’t see it, even if it’s true. As Vivian (played by Julia Roberts) said in Pretty Woman, “The bad stuff is easier to believe.”

But the bad stuff is not always the truth. We are precious in His sight. I am precious to Him. And, someday, I know I’ll be able to say those words:

Sharyn is … of high worth, greatly valued, highly esteemed, dear, beloved, irreplaceable.

How about you? Do you see yourself that way? Can you say it? Try. Out loud:

[YOUR NAME] is of high worth, greatly valued, highly esteemed, dear, beloved, irreplaceable.

Now … do you believe it?


5 responses to “Precious In His Sight

  1. Carole Brown says:

    YOU are valuable and have a lot of qualities. It’s taken me a long time to accept this too, and I’m married. 😦 Hang in there, girl!

  2. only24dates says:

    I said this aloud and it made me feel wonderful. I know what you mean about seeing your worth through a man’s eyes. For a long time, I felt this way too. You just inspired me to write a blog, just for you. Stay tuned 🙂

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