Trying to impress people is exhausting. I should know. I spent a lot of my time as a young girl caring an awful lot about what other people thought. I don’t know what it is about that pressure to be something fantastic in the eyes of others. I don't have any idea why we think we're better off caring about that. I just know it’s unhealthy, and it’s the perfect opportunity for the enemy to sneak in and mess with us.
It’s hard to be real with people sometimes. I get it. It’s a lot easier to just leave out the parts of stories that make us look weak, the parts where we cringe because we’re thinking of a past mistake or a time when we lost control and, God forbid, needed some help. But, oh, that’s right where He wants us: uncomfortable, honest, and willing to let people see “what it really is” and not “what it seems to be.”
Encouragement for this week? Embrace your “real.” Do it for yourself. Do it for the people around you and, especially, for the little belle in your life. She’s somebody who needs to see it. She needs to see your example. She needs it. It’s her journey, her real story (the bumps, the bruises, the everything) that will be the way she connects with others, builds friendships, finds ways to serve those around her, and, ultimately, realizes exactly who she was created to be.
It’s when we stop trying to impress that we start to inspire.