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I am a horrible selfie picture taker. I feel awkward and end up looking like a weirdo. The only time I really like pictures of myself is when I am with my boys or my husband. All these selfies got me thinking. We all want to look and present ourselves a specific way using the perfect angle, editing tools, and filters. Rarely is that selfie in original form before we post it. "I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well." Psalm 139:14 We are WONDERFULLY made and, according to Scripture, we should know that "full well." I don't think we know how wonderful we are made. If we did, we wouldn't need to post edited pictures of ourselves, which, in reality, are to make ourselves feel pretty, good about ourselves, and wonderful. Because of the overwhelming impact of social others lives online filtering through their pictures, statuses, and comments creating this extravagant story of their lives which is much more exciting and enticing than ours. We are losing ourselves; our wonderfulness. Frankly, I just want to be me. I tried the chase subconsciously going after someone else's life trying to be like them thinking that may be more exciting. The reality is that it was exhausting and not meant for me. My life was made by Him so it's perfect...for me. Why run from His perfection? I am wonderful because of Him. Why don't we believe this? He has created a story too beautiful to miss. I don't want to chase the wind looking for something that is right in front of me. I want this life; my life. He is too good giving me too much to want to be anything else but me for I am wonderful in Him. I like my selfie and am ready to live out this life He is writing. "You made all the delicate, inner parts of my body and knit me together in my mother's womb." Psalm 139:13 Love & Blessings, Meg

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