Redefine Your Self Worth By Renewing Your Mind in Jesus
“We demolish arguments and every pretension that sets itself up against the knowledge of God, and we take captive every thought to make it obedient to Christ.”2 Corinthians 10:5
The thin mesh veil couldn’t mask my hot tears of shame. The wedding march ricocheted in my chest like a funeral dirge as Dad walked me down the aisle towards my happily ever after. As I approached my future husband, I searched his eyes for any hint of hesitation. I took his hand. Dad sat down. We turned to face the pastor ready to pledge our lives to each other in front of hundreds of people.
I didn’t believe my future husband wanted to marry me.
Earlier in the day as my sister had applied my make-up and put up my hair, I’d feared he wouldn’t come.
I thought back to earlier in the week when Dad had asked me—with a smile—if I was sure I wanted to get married. His question was disguised as a joke. I knew his joke was grounded in truth.
This was supposed to be the happiest day of my life. And it was shrouded in doubt, embarrassment, and shame.It was supposed to be the happiest day of her life, but it was shrouded in doubt, embarrassment, and shame. Click To Tweet
I Was Looking Back
A few months before the wedding, my fiancé—my Mr. Right—had called it off. We’d plan to wed after graduation. But he’d changed his mind.
We’d already told everyone. My parents. My friends. I begged him to reconsider. He wouldn’t.
I was crushed.
But he recanted a few months later. I agreed to marry him. But deep inside, I didn’t believe he wanted to marry me. Frankly, I wasn’t sure I wanted to marry him. He’d rejected me. What if he changed his mind again?
I was willing to take my chances rather than face the stigma of being jilted and becoming the object of ridicule.
So there I stood. At the altar. About to marry someone I wasn’t even sure loved me.
I avoided his eyes as we took our vows. I felt like a liar, pledging my love before God and men. The pastor pronounced us man and wife. My new husband leaned in and lightly brushed his lips against mine. My cheeks burned with embarrassment.
I was relieved it was over. He’d shown up. We were married, but I couldn’t let go of the shame. I was the girl who married the guy who’d dumped her.
Just Beneath the Surface
Instead of placing the experience in perspective within the context of my life—seeing it as one event in a series of events—it became the element that defined me for many years.
I was the sum total of that one experience.
When my fiancé broke off the engagement, he was putting icing on the low self-esteem cake. He wasn’t just breaking up with me. He was confirming everything I’d already believed about myself. Every negative word ever spoken to me floated to the surface of my mind like trash when it’s thrown into a river.
I wasn’t pretty enough.
I wasn’t fun enough.
I wasn’t good enough.
I wasn’t smart enough.
I was gullible.
I wasn’t lovable.
My married life began under a storm cloud.
The Heart of the Matter
Just weeks earlier, I’d graduated college Cum Laude. I’d been the editor of my college newspaper. I’d won numerous awards and recognition upon graduation. I’d landed my first job. But none of that mattered in the context of the breakup. I was a failure.
Too many times, I’ve let an event from my past dictate my present and my future. My interpretation of the event is the problem, not the event itself. I’ve faced many disappointments. It’s how I handle them that makes or breaks me. And this one broke me.
I walked around under that shroud of shame for years. I wasn’t able to channel my feelings or gather my thoughts and examine them under a Christ-like lens.
What if King David had interpreted his life through his past experiences? Surely, I wasn’t worse than him. He was an adulterer and a murder.
Yet, he was known as a man after God’s own heart. He didn’t let the sin and shame of his past failures affect who he was in God. I did.
Giving My Pain to Jesus
After years of misery and self-doubt, I was finally able to internalize 2 Corinthians 10:5 which tells me to take every thought captive and make it obedient to Christ.
I began to capture that thought every time it slithered into my mind. I’ve had to learn to challenge it and replace it with a view from God’s Word.
My view of my past experiences determines how I’ll do life. I have to keep taking my negative interpretations of past experiences captive and placing them under God’s control.
The truth was my groom did love me. He did want to marry me. He begged me to take him back. But the truth wasn’t relevant. It had no power because of the way I felt.
Honestly, I could’ve saved myself years of misery had I turned my thoughts over to God sooner. He is a personal God, who wants a relationship with me. When I refuse to accept His grace, I’m left to deal with disappointment.
Redefining & Rebuilding My Self Worth God’s Way
While I can’t rewind history, I can look at the rest of the story as God does. I chose to redefine that negative experience and rebuild it based on what God says about me.We can't rewind history, but we can look at the rest of our story as God does. Click To Tweet
Every day, I face experiences—some good, some bad—but those experiences only have the power to control me if I let them. Every day, I’m challenged to renew my mind in Christ Jesus.
I can ignore His power and wallow in my past experiences, or I can choose to use His power to live in the present and look toward the future.
I couldn’t see the future back then. I had no way of knowing that God would redeem that situation and use it for His ultimate glory in our lives.
I had no idea He’d mold that man who crushed my heart into someone who could so deeply care for it. If I had to make the choice today, I’d marry him again. But I would do it with joy in my heart.
If I could rewrite history, I’d tell my 22-year-old self to let go of the past sooner. I’d tell that weeping girl in the ivory lace wedding dress that one day she’d have robes that would make that gown look like rags.
I’d tell her to dry her tears and look forward to the future with freedom.
What About You?
What shapes your self worth? Is it an experience from your past, words whispered by others, or is it something you find in Jesus? We’d love to hear from you in the comments below.
About the Author
Sheila Qualls gives women tools to minimize the effects of emotional baggage in marriage. Through a window of humor and transparency, she shares her successes and failures to encourage wives in nurturing and strengthening their marriages. You can also find her on the MOPS Blog, Scary Mommy, Grown and Flown, The Mighty, and Crosswalk.com.
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Sheila, this is a beautifully written article! I felt your pain and shame, as well as your victory as I eagerly read to the end. I think as women we struggle most with self worth. I have said every one of those statements you listed in the section “Underneath the Surface” to myself on more than one occasion. Our thoughts hold so much power, more power than we can handle, which is why God tells us to take them captive and give them to Him. What a blessing to read how He worked in such a powerful way in your life!
Thoughts hold a tremendous amount of power. Took me way too much time to truly embrace how God says we should deal with them. I am glad you enjoyed the post. I am thankful I have this forum to share my experiences in hopes they will bless others.
No matter which part of the world we live our God knows to talk to us the correct words at the right moment. Definitely, people out there will be able to connect themselves with your words. Good job!
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