connect the dots

"Though we are incomplete, God loves us completely.

Though we are imperfect, He loves us perfectly.

Though we may feel lost and without compass, God's love encompasses us completely.

He loves every one of us- even those who are flawed, rejected, awkward, sorrowful, or

broken." --Dieter F. Uchtdorf

absolutely soothing, is it not?

I am flawed and rejected. I am ridiculously awkward, eternally sorrowful, and occasionally broken. And somebody still loves me? 

Yes.

my mind still remembers when a boy made a rude remark about my nose.

i recall my little seven year old eyes getting watery and covering my nose for the rest of the day. my best friend bounced over to me and told me she liked my nose, because every time she looked at it she wanted to play connect the dots with my freckles. 

my little self without comprehending completely felt flawed, rejected, awkward. that outspoken boy might have hated my nose, but my Heavenly Father adores it.

that first grade moment was incredibly small to what I have come face to face with throughout the years. but nothing rings more true in the midst of it all--

it does not matter what others think of me. Christ thinks I am lovely. 

and that is enough.