I've been thinking a lot about how to get other girls to join me in my love for the bona fide movement & wondering how, with social media being our stage, we could be publically, yet humbly, transparent.
so an already no-so-long-story short, last night seven girls came together to volunteer their vulnerability to spread this concept to the ones around us & challenge ourselves to live this out on & off this social media stage.
easier said than done. it's easy to say that we'll write down some hard stuff that we have wished away so many times before, but then the reality of actually having the courage to do that is so different. it's easy to say that we will love others, but then when they do something that we don't agree with, how do we love them? it's easy to say that we want to judge less, but then when she wears an outfit that i don't like, what are my thoughts? and do i express those thoughts? because then if i do express them, whether by a facial expression or by saying something, and she sees, it feeds into her securities. but then she might do it to a different girl and this whole judging nonsense that girls can't seem to shake (including myself) turns into a huge vicious cycle. why do we do that girls? it hurts. it hurts to be the girl who's being judged but i think it might hurt more to be the judger. we don't judge for no reason, girlfriends. we don't. it's because of our own, sometimes subconscious, insecurities that lead us into those thoughts & gossip. it's the need to be cuter, funnier, happier, skinnier. it's the never ending competition with the girls around us to be the best. unless we end it. unless we stand up & say no more of that. unless we change our hearts, slowly but surely, to soften to the idea to love our own quirks, bodies, hair, laugh, zits, & even to love the same things on the girls around us.
and believe me, i'm far from perfect in this area & often catch myself thinking the "why is she wearing that"'s & the "oh my goodness! she did that!?"'s or even the "wow, my legs look so fat"'s or maybe the "i hate the way my nose does this"'s. you've done it to right? i'm not alone in this, am i?
no. i'm definitely not. i saw that i'm not by the things each of us wrote down on our confession sheets last night.
you're not alone either.
none of us are alone! that's the problem with it all. we act like other people are the only ones who have weird quirks or make odd choices. or maybe it's the opposite; maybe you play the victim card (guilty) & think you're the only one. neither are healthy, but we do it.
yesterday, we were all talking about the night ahead & katie said, "nicole just asked if you can edit her zit. i don't think she gets the concept." we've all been there, haven't we? a zit comes & it really interferes with your entire weeks worth of plans.
addressing what hat we don't like rather than pretending it's not there is much more freeing.
easier said than done.
but it's more freeing.
girls, please know that i'm far from awesome & adopting this concept into my daily life, but when i have a really awesome moment of it, i feel really awesome! when we accept the real-ness of who God made us to be, we will have life & life to the full.
so with all that being said, let's live with grace & utter genuine-ness. it's a challenge to all of us!
here are 7 girls being real with you. it was hard. it was so so so fun & brave of each of them. i am so grateful for the willing transparency & courage despite quirks.