Only, my One

Insecurity breeds insecurity.

I've decided that I'm not going to be an insecurity breeder. I refuse to be an insecure teacher, wife, mother, friend, sister, aunt, leader, disciple.

We each live and struggle with our own public or private insecurities. Most of our insecurities have to do with feeling like we're not good enough: if we could only weigh less, grow taller, get buffer, talk smarter, run faster, sing better... THEN we'll be happy, THEN we'll be confident, THEN we'll be able to fulfill some kind of purpose. If only, then.

There is one Only, and I am made in His image. That is security enough for me, and I will live in it now, not then.