I think last week at camp was one of the first times that I haven’t had to impress anyone. I had proven myself time and time again, so there was no need to kiss up to anyone. Just being myself was easy enough and I wasn’t too worried about what people thought about me.
That homesick kid which I spoke about earlier? I think I was at that point a year or so ago. Very self conscious. Worried about what people thought about me. Worried about my appearance. What I wore. Afraid of meeting new people. I think talking to someone who was anxious at a much smaller scale opened my eyes to the view of how others see themselves. At some point we are all anxious, depressed people. Homesickness. Rejection by fellow Christians at our own churches. What we do with it…how we get out of our troubles is up to us. We’ve fooled ourselves into thinking that self esteem is some sort of arrogance. Yet God Himself wants us to have a healthy amount of self esteem, after all how can we love others if we don’t love ourselves?