Worthy of All Good

There are a couple of Farmer’s Markets, not far from my house, that I love walking through on Saturday morning’s. For the vendors, this is their livelihood and a delicious service to the community. If you read, “The Final Day of A Better Way To Live“, the Farmer’s Market is the perfect opportunity to give of yourself.

I say hello and hug most of the vendors. It was cold this morning, so they were bundled up, but present. They were so happy to see a smiling face, it didn’t really matter if I made a purchase. The hug, smile, chit chat and laugh were enough.

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Bathroom Mirror

As I was getting ready this morning, I read the writing on my bathroom mirror, and want to share. This statement was given to me by a friend of mine and I passed it onto my daughter. We say this out loud daily, and my daughter, Bailey, wrote it on the mirror. Isn’t that one of the places we look for approval?

“I am strong enough, pretty enough, smart enough, and I am worthy of all good!”

There is a difference between using a mirror to get ready, and looking in the mirror and seeing the person looking back. My hope is that you like that person looking back. It took me a long time to be able to look into a mirror after my drinking career. Once I did, I knew there was someone in there worthy of all good.

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One thought on “Worthy of All Good

  1. Reblogged this on letitgocoach and commented:

    Thinking this morning of self worth. I wrote this over a year ago, and I needed to reread it today. Knowing worth, and believing it, are two different things. God so loved the world, that He gave His only son, so we may not perish, but have eternal life. (John 3:16)

    I would say I have some work to do on believing my worth. Where’s that Sharpie…

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