There will be circumstances when life slips you a note which makes you feel you are on an uninvited list. It comes in many shapes and sizes. But the hemline of rejection is sewn with hurt. It wounds and makes deep shreds in your confidence and slays your trust…in everyone.
However, as depressing as it sounds, I’m learning more about how strengthening rejection truly can be. Let me explain. The chant in my mind used to sound like this….(I can hardly type the words.)
“No one likes you…you are fat….” Childhood rhetoric. Empty spaces where my soul longed for acceptance.
There are some hurts that take you a lifetime to outgrow. Words from unkind kids can be horrible and mean. It takes a time to heal from a few words at play. If you are different, or slow, or unskilled, you are culled, separated, and segregated. It’s destructive.
Sometimes people just spew insensitively towards you and you got caught in the crossfire. Or perhaps it was your finger on the gun that shot the verbal bullets.
No matter who or what, we all have hurts that pile up and make holes. We live in a world where hate wounds without caring for the casualties. If you have been rejected, you know all too well how it feels. And you may not internalize it like I have, but harboring this kind of toxin inside is infectious.
The problem with a mean pair of jeans is when a hole is made a patch only covers up the hurt.
I can remember a time when some old rejection knocked on my heart as I stared at my crumpled pair of jeans on the bathroom floor. All I needed was one ounce of courage to put them back on …again. I needed a few seconds of thin bravery to make rejection go away. I was afraid and I didn’t want it to put my self-esteem back on the emotional teeter-totter.
I prayed, “God, I know you haven’t rejected me. These jeans, this size, neither define me. So whether the jeans fit or not, God…I am yours. No rejection from a crumpled pile of fabric can know me like you do. May my self-esteem be found in You.”
I could go on and on about the many hallways of my 100+ pound weight loss journey and noticing God in those moments. My point is when you are emotionally wounded there will be times when rejection will shake your stability.
I haven’t finished my study of how to fully overcome rejection, but in remembering how God delivered me then helps me handle rejection now. Haunting rejection can easily slip back into the deep crevices of your heart. Without describing the landslide of emotions I held onto that day, I do know God comforted me in those moments.
Now, I’m learning to manage rejection and it’s offense appropriately and handle quickly. I’m also learning to shield my mind and not let it penetrate my heart. In doing so, I’ve realized a larger portion of joy in myself. No longer will a “mean” pair of jeans define me as a person nor dictate my self-esteem. I am more than a size and number to God.
God is not a one-dimensional Being. He hasn’t created flat people who are measured in numbers, ages, nor years. The beauty of God is the acceptance Jesus gives you through forgiveness.
You were made by a God who knows your name. You were made by Love who knew your deficiencies when you are formed inside your mother’s womb. You were created in such a way He saw your potential and is cheering for you. To think God rejects the things He loves is a lie.
The sum of rejection and the toll it takes on our lives is still being told as people walk out their faith in freedom. And as you realize freedom, there’s no going back. The taste of liberation is full of joy no matter the size, weight or number.
I know too much about God to go back on His word. This encouragement brings joy in hurtful situations and when rejection feelings overwhelm me. And rejection rests in His hands is hemmed by forgiveness and embraced by His love.