Who Defines Your Worth?

Who do you let define you?  
Do you let others take that task or do you fight to be able to define yourself?  


There is no one who can define you but you and Jesus Christ himself.  Everyone around you - whether or not they mean to - will try to define you in their own terms and that is when you will have to fight to not let those words take hold in your mind.  
No one knows better how to define you than God, but the question you - the question we all must ask ourselves - is will you let Him define you?  Or will you allow the crowd to degrade you and define you all your life even though you know it is wrong?  


How can humans define just how flawed or not your worth is when their own worth is flawed and damaged as well?  They can't.  They have no right and though they will try, and sometimes succeed, to make you feel small in your worth, they are nothing to how your worth is defined by God.  


No one can tell you that you are worthless.
No one can force you to be defined in the way they want you to be.
No one can tell you that you will never amount to anything in this life.
God, after all, is the only one who has this right, the only one who can tell you how much you are worth and the only one who can tell you how much you will amount to in life.  
He won't ever degrade you.
He won't ever tell you that you are worthless.
And He will never tell you that you won't ever amount to anything because, to Him, you are a rare jewel in the rough. 
He says that you will be worth the world to Him and that nothing and no one can ever take that from you.


Will you let Him define you? 
Will you let him show you how much you are worth?
Or will you continue to drown in the lies of the crowd?
When will /you/ learn to define yourself through God's eyes and not your own or the eyes of those all around you?

Hiding Eyes Behind Lies

For those of you who read my blog, I am sure you've been able to figure out by now some of the things going on in my life.  This blog will not be like the others I have written, no; this one, rather, is a poem, but one that many of you will not understand - at least not the way I mean for it to be understood.  Regardless, enjoy.

Bleeding lies encase you,
Damaged hearts surround;
Lost life,
Drowning tears,
Can anyone hear them?


Thoughts remind you,
Tear and bind you;
Pain shines,
Dead eyes,
Why can't you hear her?


Flying through the sea,
Tearing diamond hearts;
Sail away,
Flush time,
Who will find him?


Notes soar through the room,
Sound reverberates all around;
Creation rings,
Music sings,
How loud must they scream to be seen?


Blue skies fading fast,
Sunlight burning dim;
Rain dries,
Thunder pours,
Who will carry her in this storm?


Minds waver thoughtlessly,
Oceans out-run the sands of time;
Eyes hide,
Laughs lie,
Who will see through his disguise?


Masks of new faces,
Folks in faded places;
Dancing stills,
Masks removed,
Hidden behind her eyes she lies,
Yet who will see?

This was not written based upon only my experiences and circumstances, but upon some of my friends' situations as well.  Now, don't take this to be a terrible, depressed poem but, rather, try to read into it deeper than what the surface shows and find a way to apply it to your own lives.

How can you help someone?
If you used faith and time, could you save a life?
If you took the time to see through the mask and into the eyes, how much more would you see?

Think about these questions as you go through your day and see how much more your mind is opened to the pain of those walking beside you down the street, sitting next to you in class or even those blatantly staring you in the face, daring you to find who they really are.

Until our next encounter,
Lauren