I’ll still never fully understand how God can look at me and call me His child.

(Source: iisjunior, via imbdo)

I hate that clothes have sizes on them. I hate numbers and calories and scales. I hate that I care about weight and that I have been lied to so often that I believe any part of my value lies in what I weigh or my outward appearance. I hate that my mind has been so manipulated by all these lies that I can’t see how beautiful the Lord has made me. I’m tired of thinking this way. I want to see things the way He does.

(Source: comeupfromthewilderness, via taytippett)

(Source: debilitating, via toldbyginger)