Daughters of the King
In Christ, you are beautiful. You are worthy. You are loved. In Christ, you are known and valued. We are heirs to His kingdom. We are His daughters.
We live in a society that points fingers if our hair isn’t perfectly parted or our nails aren’t always freshly manicured or we aren’t wearing the latest designer clothes. We see women on magazines and think, “wow, I want to look like her. She is loved and valued. How can I be like her?” But the reality is that those women have been flawlessly airbrushed by professional makeup artists. As women living in such a broken world, it is tough — no matter how beautiful or not-beautiful the earth tells us we are — to walk in the truth of who we are in Christ.
Social media is the epitome of living a masked life. It is possible that after that girl posted that picture of a night with her friends, she cried herself to sleep because she couldn’t escape feelings of loneliness. It is possible that behind that beautifully tanned, toned body you see, she hides the shame she feels as she throws up after every meal.
We put on masks to hide the imperfections. We think that maybe if we pretend our lives are perfect, we could start to believe it. If only.
So often, we believe the lies of society and begin to place our identity and our worth in what the world deems valuable. This is something that I have struggled with for as long as I can remember, which is the reason that I wrote stay in the truth on my bathroom mirror.
The enemy takes those moments when we’re caught up in the world and runs fast and hard. When I call my mom crying or complaining about something, nine times out of ten, her reply is, “what’s the truth? Where is your identity?” And every time I mumble — realizing my burdens aren’t so bad in light of eternity — “in Christ.” Because it’s so simple yet so challenging to understand. The enemy finds our Achilles heel and knows exactly how to use it.
When the world is breaking you and you’re beginning to fall, remember who you are and whose you are.
In Christ, you are beautiful.
You are altogether beautiful, my love; there is no flaw in you.
Song of Solomon 4:7
There is so much scripture that attests to this. The book of Genesis says, “God created man in His own image.” You are His handiwork. How dejected does God feel when you stand in front of the mirror, critiquing each and every little part of you? It hurts Him because He looks at you, His creation, and knows that you are good. He considers you a part of His masterpiece.
In Christ, you are worthy.
You are precious in my eyes, and honored, and I love you.
With every hammer of nails into Jesus’ hands and feet, He cried out that you are worth it. He died the most painful death because you are worth it. He made a way for us to be with Him because He deemed you worthy to sit before His throne in Heaven.
In Christ, you are beloved.
God destined us to be His adopted children through Jesus Christ because of His love.
You are His kid. We’ve been adopted into His Kingdom because He loves us that much. We are beloved daughters of Christ. God says that as long as He exists (and He always will), you will be loved.
In Christ, you are known.
You have searched me, LORD, and you know me. You know when I sit and when I rise; you perceive my thoughts from afar. You discern my going out and my lying down; you are familiar with all my ways. Before a word is on my tongue you, LORD, know it completely. You hem me in behind and before, and you lay your hand upon me.
You don’t have to hide who you are from God because He knows you down to the core of your very being. He dwells in you. He knows your thoughts before you think them and your words before you speak. He created you. He knows you.
You were not created to be defeated, guilty, condemned, ashamed, or deemed unworthy by this world. You were created to be victorious, known, and loved by our Father, the King of the heavens and the earth. I pray that each morning, we wake up and rest in the truth that our identities are defined by Christ.
The King’s daughter is all glorious within.
-Kaity Bryant // @kaitybryant