Several years ago, I spoke with a young woman who was having trouble believing how valuable and precious she was. She, like so many, had an abusive past, which affected how she saw herself. As I listened to her, an image came to me that I truly believe was from the Lord.
I asked her to imagine a pile of gold in front of us. Someone could come along and spit on the gold, or call it ugly names, or walk all over it; but nothing or no one could change the fact that in its essence it is pure gold.
In the same way, no matter what we’ve been called, what we’ve done, or what’s been done to us, the truth is that we are far more precious than gold; in fact, to God the Father, we are worth the precious blood of His own Son. In Christ we are God’s Beloved.