ACCEPTANCE MONTH: DAY 19: “When you believe you reflect what is holy and good, you can see more that is good in every stage of your life.”― Victoria Moran
We live into our beliefs. If you believe you are a holy being, you will live into that. When we believe that we are pieces of crap, we live into that.
What do you truly believe about yourself? Many years ago, I sponsored a woman who liked to tell everyone she was God’s favorite child. I loved that about her. This is NOT my original title. She gave it to me. I loved it then and fully claim it today. Next week I will have a new license plate that says “GDS FAVT” in her honor.
She died with a horrible form of cancer about 4 years ago…maybe 5. It was horrible to watch the progression of her illness and the dying process of a beautiful spirit and woman. I loved her dearly. I have claimed her title since long before her illness. Throughout that dying process, she continued to proclaim herself as “God’s favorite kid.” I still do, all the time.
Most of the people who have heard me say this do not know her or that she was the original claimant of that title. I loved it because it resonated so much with what I read in “A New Pair of Glasses” as I previously wrote about here.
The more I claim myself to be God’s favorite kid, the more I live into that dynamic and the more I focus on gratitude and grace. It is always going to work that way. What we focus on grows. I want to see only the miracles in my life. I love to be me and want the world to see me manifest one miracle after another. I love that! And it becomes more true every day.
Don’t get me wrong…I still have some moments, though they decrease over time. I snivel and whine sometimes, then I stand up and let it all go. I want to see the miracles, and I DO! I continue to challenge myself with unworthiness from time to time, then remember where I have been.
My first 35 years on this planet were very tough. Things that went on in my life were horrible and difficult to navigate. There were a lot of situations to live through. And I did. But long into recovery, there were some tough times. I have learned from them and they no longer need to be part of my day-to-day existence. They taught me well the importance of kindness and mercy. I am eternally grateful for the people and situations that allow me to remain God’s favorite kid. My girl taught me well what that looks like. For her, too, I am grateful.