Well, hello there, kiddos. Won’t be long until I probably can’t call you “kiddo” that anymore. Sure, you’ll always be OUR kids, but you won’t be kids.
Because there are women living underneath your skin — these little women, waiting. I see parts of them emerging, and they surprise me and delight me and scare me.
One of you was determined to hide your American Girl dolls the other day. “I’m getting too old for that stuff, Mom.” But then an hour later, you were building this gigantic Polly Pocket city, as it urban-sprawled itself into the hallway.
You’ve got one foot in “girl,” and the other foot in “little woman.”
I love who you are right now — reciters of movie lines, makers of kitchen messes, rabid fans of Frozen, part-time snugglers, full-time talkers, devourers of books, lovers of science, and friends to the trees.
Every day, you’re finding out more about who you are, and what you’re made of, and how you’re braver than you knew.
Your Dad and I want you to know that we see you. We love that you try new things, risk failing, pray out loud, and that you make obnoxiously loud music with your voices and your hands. We love that you know this: that people can reflect more than what they see in the mirror.
We love that you have begun to learn that Photoshop doesn’t cover up our messes. It covers up our marvelous.
We hope and pray that you will grow up to be all YOU — rather than trying to recreate yourself in some other image.
Girls, you are growing up in a world that expects a lot of you. The world is constantly telling you that you’ve got to do something more to be magnetic and marvelous.
The world says get less freckly, less arm-hairy, less double-chinny, less weird, less all-the-things-that-make-us-US. You know what I say to that? Boring. Un-marvelous.
The world says super-size your order, your platform, your bank account, your clout, your voice. But Jesus says, “Humble yourself.” Let’s all be like Zacchaeus: The only reason he climbed higher was so that he could get a better look at Jesus. And I hope you’ve learned that from us.
We’ve tried to lay a solid foundation beneath you, so you’d know that the magnetic, marvelous, and magnificent parts of people are built on the inside, by God.
We get that it’s hard to believe the truth about who we are. This is a world of selfies with pouty lips and striking poses and a hypersexualized culture that can make a girl feel like the dull crayon in the box. Don’t fall for it, girls. Go color your world in your own shade of fabulous.
Yeah, you’re both beautiful. But you know what makes you over-the-top beautiful? The innermost parts: Your powerful minds, your deliriously funny imaginations, your courageous hearts, and the questions you ask us about God and faith and the pain in this world. We love how you care.
Take a tour of your hearts for a sec, would you, girls? See what God is building there.
Come back home to your heart, whenever you doubt what you see on the outside, whenever you’re tempted to strike some seductive pose to get someone’s attention on Facebook. Yeah, you’re both too young for Facebook, but I’ve got to tell you some of this stuff now, while you’re still listening to me.
And thank you, girls, for still listening to me. Just so you know, I was a seventh-grader once. And I was also a junior in high school, and I know what can happen to a girl-becoming-woman in that short span of years. In 1986, we had our own versions of selfies and Twerking, and most of us were vainly trying to be Madonna or Heather Locklear. You wouldn’t believe how many of us girls were making ourselves sick so we could be skinny. Or maybe you would believe it.
Girls, look inside, when the outside screeches like a Boogie Man.
Allow the women who is growing up inside of you, to learn her lessons from the heart of you.
It’s good to go inside yourself, and find out who you really are, how you’re really made. You can get acquainted with God in there, and He never tires of telling you how much you already matter.
The inside of you? That’s where you carry the lessons we’ve taught you, and we pray that the majority of those lessons have been for the good of you. We have set down a foundation. It’s a rock. Can you feel it beneath your feet? It should feel like Jesus.
You’re getting older now, and so much of your life happens where I can’t see you. You’re learning things on the yellow buses, and in the locker rooms and lunch tables. I am no longer the only influencer in your life.
My prayers for you are these:
* That you will have a greater influence on your world, than the world has on you.
* That God would give you a magnetism, not to draw people to you, but to draw them to God.
* That you would be gentle to others, and by all means, be gentle to yourselves.
* That you would — as the Great Preacher Elsa teaches us — “Let it go, let it go!” When we belong to Christ, honest to goodness, we are free to make mistakes.
* That you would live secure in Whose you are, rather than who you might try hard to be.
* That you would know that grace is for real. God really does love us no matter what, and He really can’t stop loving us. You can’t out-love God, and you can’t out-run Him. He loves us through every detour, wrong turn, ugly choice — even the dumb stuff we are yet to do.
Before you know it, you’ll be carrying credit cards, slipped into your billfold, next to your driver’s licenses and your own insurance cards. Your legs will be as long as they’re ever going to be. You will park your own car, and you will walk into a Target, with a purse slung over your shoulder, and you’ll see the other women.
Some of them will stun you with their confidence, chins up, hair blowing softly in the wind. And others will sadden you, because they wear the sagging look of someone who’s just plain tired. At some point, both of those women will be you — and you’ll see her in the reflection as you enter the glass doors.
But you’ll remember what you learned about reflections, and you’ll remember Who you’re called to reflect.
And that will make you see it again: how God made your heart when you were little–
Magnetic: Becoming the Girl He Wants
This post was inspired by Lynn Cowell’s new book, Magnetic: Becoming the Girl He Wants.
Christian speaker and author Lysa TerKeurst says of Magnetic: “This book should be read by every single Christian teenage girl… Brilliant!”
For more information on Magnetic, click here: http://www.lynncowell.com/magnetic/.
Lynn Cowell is a Proverbs 31 speaker and the author of several books including her newest Magnetic: Becoming the Girl He Wants. Her passion in speaking and writing is empowering wise women to raise wiser daughters. Her husband and their three children live in North Carolina where they love to hike, raft and enjoy anything combining chocolate and peanut butter.
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