My value is not determined by:
the money I make,
the size of my paycheck
or even if i get one
the clothes I have,
where I got them
or the labels inside them
the house I live in,
if I own or rent
or the neighborhood it’s in
the car I drive,
practical and old
or fancy and new
the diplomas I have,
where they are from
or where they “should” be from
It’s all just stuff.
God doesn’t care
what clothes I wear
what car I drive
He loves me in spite of my stuff.
When I get caught up in needing more, needing new
He still loves me
He waits right by me
saying
“Ok, kiddo – if you think so…
but I don’t care about your stuff –
having that is not going to make you feel whole
or make you feel better.
But I will let you figure it out,
and I will just love you.”
My worth, my value, is not determined by what I own.
I refuse to feel less than
someone with more
because
I am more
than my stuff
Know My Worth 