I write fantasy stories, but in truth, I write about what happens to people every day.
My fantasy world is peopled by characters who want to feel good about themselves. Most real people do, as well.
In our world, people who are struggling to feel good about themselves sometimes go barreling down the wrong path.
You can name those paths.
Exaggerated clothing and/or make up.
Next time someone does something that irritates you, think about this: The unlovable behavior might just be that person’s bid to be accepted somewhere, somehow, by someone.
The loud-mouth clown in class. Does he feel threatened by the students who learn more easily than he does?
That bottle-redhead who bats her eyes. Does she feel lonely at home?
When I feel insecure, I tend to act like someone I’m not. And I don’t usually like that person. What a paradox!
But if I stop and remember that I am a Child of God, I know that I am accepted.
How? Without a demand that I measure Up to anyone’s standards.
By whom? Someone, with a capital S. More capitals than that! The LORD.