How do we measure our worth?

Lovelies, it is my absolute pleasure and delight to introduce you to my guest writer today.

When she’s not busy rugby-tackling people to the ground in giant hugs, or throwing snowballs, Christine blogs over at The Mom Cafe, where she writes beautifully and with HUGE enthusiasm for encouraging  others, for sharing of her own gorgeous heart, and in hopes of shining the light of a Love bigger than any we could comprehend. 

I am honoured to call this wonderful lady my friend, and am *so* touched and blessed by her post, written after she read A Body of Disappointment, which I wrote about my struggles with body image. She said that something like this had been on her heart to write for a while, and that my post was the straw which broke the camel’s back I had inspired her to get on with it. 

I hope you adore her words as much as I do…

There are countless women out there scrutinizing the dimples on their thighs and standing on scales to measure their worth.  They are desperately longing for the perfect size and shape, while burning fat and counting calories, in hopes to love themselves more and in turn be loved.  They are seeing ads that scream “thin = happiness/success/love”.  They are searching high and low for that equation that leads them to a distorted definition of beautiful.

Oh, how my heart aches for them.  Why?  Because they are on the wrong path to happiness/success/love.  It will drive them through turns and hills and speed bumps that jolt them into a distracted life of striving  for the perfect ‘storage space’.

Yes, our bodies are just that:  storage space.

You see, somewhere along the journey of seeking those very same things… 

I figured it out.

Those miles clocked, and sizes dropped don’t bring you joy.  Oh yes, you may feel better, be more fit and look better- and there is most definitely something to be said for that.  But the richness of who you are will never ever, ever be measured by your weight or size.  Your worth my friends, is measured by your heart, and what you do with it.

The body is a temple.  A temple of what?  Of the greatest creation that is unique and beautiful all in itself.


God’s design may have outer layers that when dressed up and slimmed down may look gorgeous to the naked eye…

But I wonder…

Do you think your Creator measures your beauty and your own distinguished worth through counting the hours you spend at the gym?
Do you believe that He sees those stretch marks or bulges, rolls or sagging skin and looks down on you in disdain?

Oh, my friends!  What on earth are we searching for? Will looking good bring us the deepest most profound joy in living?  Have we missed the mark entirely?  Do you believe that angels see the shape of our bodies?  That Heaven weighs you in when you enter?  That God, in all His Might and Glory will say to you when your life here is over…

“You could have lost a few pounds.”

At the end of your life, while you reflect on the days and years gone by, will you wish…

You ran harder?
Spent more time at the gym?
Fit into those size 6 jeans?
Spent more attention on your figure?

I suppose it depends on your perspective.  When you look at the ‘big picture’ of your life, what is most important in the end? Perhaps your shape will matter.  But, maybe- just maybe you will realize that HOW you lived will matter more.  What were your priorities in your life and where did you invest your time and energy?  Was your time here on earth well spent?  If you believe you were put here on this earth to look perfect and thin and beautiful, then maybe that was your goal.

Is that your life goal?  To be lying in the casket with a perfect size 6 body?  Would that make your life complete?

Who are your heroes?  Mother Theresa, Gandhi, Mandela, Martin Luther King Jr…. Did they leave their mark on this earth by having a gorgeous figure?

Or did they fulfill their mission, their purpose, and their uniquely designed potential?

What’s your mission, your purpose, and your uniquely designed potential?

3/4ths of this world consists of precious people who have never once thought of toning their abs or tightening their glutes.  Are those people missing something significant?  I believe not.

We all have our temples… and yet, I am saddened by the constant focus on the house with which our precious hearts dwell, instead of what dwells within our walls.

I want for those women who long for a better body to realize their worth and to see the value of what’s inside rather than the accessories that ultimately die.  I want them to see the emptiness of their coffin now, before the years go by wishing and wondering how much happier they would be if they were thinner/prettier/curvier.  I want every woman to see their potential in numbers of people they touch, and moments they embrace… not numbers on a scale or in their food.

I honor my temple.  I am surely not proposing to neglect our bodies.  And I believe that taking good care of them is important.  My storage space holds a valuable treasure God designed in me.  BUT, it’s just that- *Storage space*

My hope is that when I come to the end of my life, I will look back and see the lives I touched, the tears I cried, the blessings I both gave and received, the good I did, and most of all –

That the time I spent here on earth was used on things that mattered most.

If I used up all my attention and energy on the cargo with which God housed my heart, then the heart God gave me would have gone to waste.

I believe God wants me to work on and with the interior of my ‘temple’.  I believe that is much more important than fitting back into my cute jeans.

*Rearrange, organize, clean up, sort through, decorate, grow, give, use, share, shine, heal, restore, replenish, redeem.*
Now THAT’S where the beauty lives, sweet friends.  That’s uniquely, and wonderfully ours to work with, improve, empower and embrace.

I don’t believe there is anyone who remembers the size of a person after they have passed…

But many who will remember the size of their heart.

89 thoughts on “How do we measure our worth?

  1. Thanks SO much Alexa!! It's an important one for sure… so glad I could share it with Lizzi. She was the catalyst for this. Her pictures are just perfect, aren't they? 🙂


  2. Just perfect, Chris. We are so much harder on ourselves and our appearance than others are. Your message is so true, and Lizzi – your drawings just make it even more powerful. I'll admit that I get hung up on my appearance and that pooch that won't go away, and those arms that flap a bit…but in the end that's not what matters. Thanks for reminding me!


  3. Thanks so much Jennifer!!! Lizzi's pictures are adorable aren't they? I really hope and pray that many women can read this post and truly believe it. Oh, how I hope and pray for that!


  4. This is beautiful, Chris. I love the idea of seeing our bodies as storage space for our hearts. In the end, it's what's in our heart that matters. I love the picture of the angel with the facepalm. Too funny. I will share this, as I hope more women will read it and understand they don't have to look perfect to be happy.


  5. AMEN to THAT my love!!! I too, want to share it with EVERY one who struggles with this issue…oh there are SO many. (Sigh…)


  6. It took me almost 4 decades of life to get past feeling like I had to look a certain way, or more specifically, be a certain weight, to be valuable. I wish/hope/pray that my daughters – and all of our daughters – learn differently and feel differently about their selves from the get go. An that we teach them how to value themselves differently. I also strongly believe that before we can pass this down to them, we have to believe it for ourselves. I want to save this Chris and give it to everyone I come across – every woman – that I hear complain about her weight.


  7. Said beautifully and perfectly Chris and beauty seriously is only skin deep, but the heart that is seriously where it is at and thankful to know that there are others like yourself that know this, too!! 🙂


  8. I hope it opened your heart to a new perspective… no, I pray it did. Please share with anyone you know that needs to read this truth, okay?


  9. Oh Lisa! I am SO SO SO HAPPY that this spoke to you!!!! Oh sweet friend, print it out and re-read it often and share it with your daughters (as I did) and take it all in…

    It's truth.


  10. Absolutely cannot tell you how much I LOVE this!! I have made no secret that I have struggled with body image for most of my life. People tell me “You're beautiful on the inside” but I don't hear it or take it to heart. THIS spoke to me – every single line. I'm seriously printing it out so I can share it with my daughters and re-read it myself whenever I have a “fat day.” I love both of you ladies and thank you so much for sharing this!


  11. Had to! How could I not? Oh how I adore that Beth!! Now with your AWESOME disqus comments- I hope she gets a chuckle out of it… (Oh Gosh- she's not mad is she?? Maybe I should write something nice…. )


  12. AW!!! This lady is “liking” you!!!!! I am thrilled we have connected Sarah!! I love that about blogging… it's where the real good stuff happens. XOXO


  13. Oh Lizzi! You are filling my heart with so much GOODNESS, reading all your precious compliments today!!! I am just so grateful SO SO grateful… XOXOXO


  14. This- this is what fills my heart. I am so glad you read it twice and it resonated with you!!! Keep the message in your heart as you wake every day… to fulfill your purpose, your mission and YOUR uniquely designed potential.


  15. Oh babble away!!! Babble AWAY! Your words and response are beautiful. You are the epitome of what every husband should be… to their wife.

    Love your comment!!!


  16. Great stuff, but easier said than done I suspect getting people to buy in for whatever reason. I became a bit of a fatass myself over the years, but I was ok with it. It was my own fault and while I didn't hate my body or anything like that, I didn't like my picture being taken, etc. and I felt like garbage. I've been running a lot and eating a little better and I feel better at 40 than I did in my early 30's.

    My wife is by all accounts a beautiful woman. I mean she is rocking hot! She has had three kids so her boobs aren't where they were and she's heavier than before as well. I only realize these things because she'll mention them from time to time. She's not overly down on herself or anything, but it's silly that she even thinks for a second that she's anything but amazing. After 18 years together, her body is really one of the last things that make me love her as much as I do today. The way she moms the kids, her hugs, her perfect words at the perfect time to encourage me…those are the sorts of things I'm more attracted to anyway. I'm babbling now…lol. Anyway, carry on.


  17. Yes, yes, yes! I love this. This is exactly what I am trying to live for my daughter and teach her to embrace. Do I want to be more fit and more healthy? Yes, you bet I do. But not for being able to say I'm a certain size. To get off my blood pressure meds. To be able to keep up with my kid and not be the mom on the sidelines. Thanks for this Lizzi and Christine. So important for young girls and women – and all of us, really, to remember.


  18. Beautifully written and SO important, thank you. As a teenager with a disability, I often feel self-conscious about the way I walk, so this really resonated with me. I love everything about this post — I read it twice! Thank you for sharing, Chris, and thank you for introducing me to yet another amazing blogger, Lizzi!
    – K from TranscendingCP


  19. Thank you Ruchira! I wish many women could feel at peace about their bodies and set their priorities more around the interior instead of the exterior.


  20. I am SO glad I spined straight into your heart, Beth!!! That means SO much to spine into anyone's heart!!!

    My mission to to spine into as many hearts as I possibly can.

    Spining is the BEST!!!



  21. Laugh lines=a joyful life! I'm totally on board with THAT!! You'll see…. when you get that “close up shot” of me!! (someday, right?) 🙂 🙂 🙂


  22. I just talked about this post with my daughter in the car on the way home from her swim team practice as she was sharing how she isn't thin like all her friends and there are “bulges” that stick out.

    She laughed when I told her about the part where I talked about God saying “You could of lost a few pounds” and being “weighed in” when we got to Heaven… I think she gets it. I know she will need many more reminders as she grows older. Sigh..


  23. Just keep reminding yourself that and all of what is in this post- because I am here to tell you- I am in the WORST shape of my life, and I have never felt more at peace and fulfilled…. and LOVED!

    If you ever need a reminder… I'm here. 🙂


  24. AW! I love your introduction and I LOVE that this post speaks to your heart as I pray it reaches many out there that need to read it, and accept it to be true.

    I'm so grateful you shared it Lizzi!!! I adore you SO much, MWAH!!!!!! XOXOXO


  25. Wow. This is amazing and perfect and true and I need to read it to myself everyday now, and every day 20 years ago. I hang on to SIZE FOURS in my closet. Why? Because I think that's when I was “best.” That “best” is bullshit because as long as I have the energy to chase my son “one more” (ha) round, then my body is mine, and it works. Thank you for this.


  26. Love Chris! Love her words! Love to think of my body as a temple. A storage space to hold my heart. And I plan to live to 110 – so I imagine it won't be a perfect size 6, no. And there will be a TON of laugh lines.
    Love ya, Chris!!


  27. This was beautiful, and deep, and exactly what I needed to hear. You spine straight to my heart today, Chris. Thank you. Loving you BIG.


  28. I agree with your perspective. Our body is just a messenger while our actions gotta come from inside.
    A firm believer in karma myself 🙂

    Great post!


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