Something was said to me a couple of months ago that stuck.
“If you slay the giants in your life, your daughters won’t have to.”
It put a fight on the inside of me I haven’t had before. Because as a mother, I want better for my kids than what I have. I want them to start from the top of my shoulders, not from the ground up. And if I can get taller, then they’ll reach further.
So my girls, for you I’ll fight.
I’ll slay timidity and insecurity because I don’t want you to be held back by it – I want you to have a deep sense of knowing that you were planned and are purposed and a security in who you are and the limitless possibility God has placed on the inside of you.
I’ll slay approval addiction because I never want you to hand over the role of your approval to anyone else. You’ll walk without the need of approval or applause and you’ll be free from the fear of what others might think.
I’ll slay the need to find self-worth in achievements or accomplishment – you are more valuable than a piece of paper that holds a degree, you are more important than any role you could have, and you are more precious than what you do with your time. Your worth was complete the moment life was breathed into your soul.
I’ll slay comparison because I want you to know that someone else’s beauty or talent doesn’t dim your own. There is room for you.
I’ll slay the labels and the expectation society places on us as women, so that you’ll never have to feel their weight or question their truth.
I’ll slay the thoughts that the mirror spits out when it says too fat, too small, too crooked, too short, too different so that you appreciate the uniqueness of your body and place less emphasis on the exterior than you give to your heart.
I’ll slay the self-loathing and together we’ll love people of every race, colour, gender, orientation, and background so you see the words love thy neighbour as yourself in action, and without excuse. The way you’ll love yourself will transfer to those around you – open-handed, full of grace.
Because those giants I’m slaying are liars. And as I slay them, they’re shrinking and you’ll stand tall over them all and laugh with wild abandon. And I’ll say of you, “She is clothed with strength and dignity, and she laughs without fear of the future.”*