Bullying is devastating. If you have experienced it, you know what I mean. Sixth grade was hell for me, as I was singled out for abuse, ridicule, and pain. I honestly did not know how I drew this hatred, but I knew I would never be at ease among these kids from River Oaks in Houston. I know now that I just came from the wrong side of the tracks, but the earlier messages I’d already internalized made me an easy mark and the resulting shame took years to be free of.
Shame is that sense that something is deeply wrong with you, something you can’t control or fix, something that makes no sense. Whether it’s messages of worthiness, or ability or sexual orientation, shame messages cut to the very heart of identity. But God does not speak to us like that. His voice is always one of love, tenderness, hope — like a mother hen taking us under her wing. He does not speak shame to His children.
Jesus speaks to our very identity. He loves us, no matter what. Don’t let anybody change your view of yourself based on their perception. Let Jesus love you based on His perception.