I am not less than.  Neither are you.  If you are reading this say it out loud.  I am NOT less than.

Today I allowed someone to make me feel that I was less than.

Less than adequate.

Less than qualified.

Less than informed.

Less than worthy.

But I am not less than.  I am just right.  I am me.  I am enough.

Today I allowed someone that I had just met make me feel like I was less than.  How did I allow to happen?  How did I give this person the power to take over and dominate the conversation that I was perfectly capable of having?

I hope I did it with grace.

I hope I did it with style and finesse.

I think I did and I am sure that she is totally unaware that she evoked emotions in me that brought up all kinds of insecurities.

She came across as assertive and confident and composed.  Those are qualities that I possess as well but at this particular moment I felt stripped of those qualities as she intervened in my conversation.  I am almost 100% positive that she had no idea that I was fully prepared to find the answers that were needed in this conversation.  She was an eavesdropper and felt that she could interject her expertise and she did.  She did know what she was talking about and I was happy to allow her to share her information but I was also equipped and ready.

It took me awhile to shake it off and even as I write this I realize that those feelings of “less than” pop up in my life far more often than I would like to admit.

I came home and did some soul searching and yes, some Bible searching and came away with these verses from Psalm 139: 13-15.

For you formed my inward parts; you knitted me together in my mother’s womb. I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Wonderful are your works; my soul knows it very well. My frame was not hidden from you, when I was being made in secret, intricately woven in the depths of the earth.

That’s me.

Fearfully and wonderfully made.

That is also you, my friend.

There is never a need to feel less than.  God made each of us to be the perfect person that we are.

I am enough.  I am me.

I am fearfully and wonderfully made and that is enough.

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