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Feb 4

Good morning, Father.
Thank you so much for letting me finally get a good night of sleep! I don’t feel particularly better, more alert, or closer to you this morning, but I suspect that dream I had last night is interfering. I give you the hurt that is behind that dream and was triggered by it, feeling like so many women are treated like princesses, especially as little girls and as new mothers. I thank you for my husband and my children, and all the joy and warmth I have had with them. Please help me not to see myself as “Garbage People” just because I’ve had to carry the weight of the world on my back, starting when I was such a small child, my father selling my body to pay his debts. Help me to remember Liz Curtis Higgs, and the awesome strength she has, valuing herself because you chose her for yourself, not because she is beautiful or treated like a princess.

1 Corinthians 1:26-29 ERV

Brothers and sisters, God chose you to be his. Think about that! Not many of you were wise in the way the world judges wisdom. Not many of you had great influence, and not many of you came from important families.
But God chose the foolish things of the world to shame the wise. He chose the weak things of the world to shame the strong.
And God chose what the world thinks is not important–what the world hates and thinks is nothing. He chose these to destroy what the world thinks is important.
God did this so that no one can stand before him and boast about anything.

Lord, I do not particularly like being foolish and unimportant. Yet I would rather be this, and be chosen by you, than to be mighty and powerful in the world’s eye and to try to make it through this life without you!! Please help me to appreciate what I have, and stop feeling sorry for myself. Let me feel the delight of your presence, your care, the awesome blessing of your hand working in my life. Help me to be humble and kind, not resenting the “princess women” but instead showing them your love the same as I would to anyone else.


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