“To whom will you compare me? Or who is my equal?” says the Holy One. Lift up your eyes and look to the heavens: Who created all these? He who brings out the starry host one by one and calls forth each of them by name. Because of his great power and mighty strength, not one of them is missing.” Isaiah 40:25-26 (NIV)
When I went to college, one of the electives I could choose from was skiing. Yes, “skiing” as in snow.
Man, I loved the 80’s!
So, I set out to find some skiwear with my very limited college girl budget. Finally, at the end of the day, a white one on the clearance rack caught my eye, so I tried it on. “This is perfect!” I grinned in the mirror, as I practiced my “swoosh swoosh” with fake ski poles.
Let the powdery fun begin.
On the first day of class, I piled into the van with my fellow skiers. I must say that I was feeling quite spiffy and confident. It lasted about 3 minutes…until I overheard the popular girl with the designer ski ensemble two rows ahead of me.
“Did you see thaaat?” she exclaimed like someone who had just discovered a hair in her soup. “I can’t believe she would wear a white plastic ski suit”
And then, the laughter and the stares began in my direction.
Judgment laughter doesn’t feel good.
I started praying that they were talking about someone else, but there wasn’t another “white plastic ski suit” in that van or probably anywhere in northeast Ohio. I sat quietly for the rest of the ride, barely skied, and promptly withdrew from the class when we returned, never to wear that ski suit again.
Because everyone knows that perfection does not wear plastic, people!
Ah, but here’s the interesting part of the story. At that time, no one would have believed that I struggled with insecurity. I was quite good at putting on a happy face, while keeping an invisible tally on the inside. In retrospect, I wish I would have courageously embraced my perceived plastic snow suit! But, for someone with fragile self-esteem, it was easier to simply remove myself from the situation. No more ski class. No more judgment. No more problem, right?
Holding onto painful pieces of the past only petrifies the present.
Oh dear one, what about you? What’s that thing whispering in your ear? That thing you continue to beat yourself up about, the thing that drowns out truth with the lie that “You’re not …”
Connected enough. Cute enough. Cool enough. Smart enough. Spiritual enough.
It’s so easy to measure our worth against the world’s expectations, isn’t it? But, here’s some wonderful truth for you: Jesus doesn’t care about your ski suit. He cares about YOU.
Leave the measuring tape of your insecurities at the foot of the Cross.
“Surely he took up our pain and bore our suffering, yet we considered him punished by God, stricken by him, and afflicted. But he was pierced for our transgressions, he was crushed for our iniquities; the punishment that brought us peace was on him, and by his wounds we are healed. Isaiah 53:4-5 (NIV)
These days, I’ve been pondering another trip to the slopes. Yes, I am ready! Any idea where I might find a white plastic ski suit? 🙂
Spread your joy,