There are so many things in life that we simply get no choice, or say over. The families we are born into, the bodies we are given, the blessings we receive, the trials in our lives & the choices of those around us. I did not choose the body that I struggled to appreciate all of my teenage years. I did not choose my skin that has been bumpy & red since 2nd grade. I did not choose my wild, curly, course hair either.
People talk to me about the way my hair looks every single day. I won best hair in 9th grade. It's what I am known for. I've heard people describe me as, "You know Lexie Dopp, the one with the big hair." I love my hair, but it hasn't always been that way. For majority of my life I wished for stick straight hair. Hair that was soft, silky & shined.
TRUE STORY!! A past boyfriend & I were at a football game & he went to run his fingers through my hair & his hands got stuck. HIS HANDS GOT STUCK, WHAT?! After years of trying products, watching YouTube tutorials & trying to embrace my hair, I finally figured it out the summer of my junior year of high school. I love my hair now & think of my crazy mop as a blessing. However, it does not define me. What defines me is my choice of words, the way I spend my day, the service I render, and the way I treat other people. I am not my hair, I am not my body, and neither are you.
What are your strengths, what makes you happy, how do you serve & love others? You are divine & your worth comes from God. Never, ever forget it!