For the last week I've been at camp in Missouri, it was our first of 4 weeks, with just about forty 8-12 year-olds. Yep. I am crazy. I know. I walked away ... more like limped away... from the week with no less than a dozen bruises, a decent tan, almost no voice, a trip to the ER because of a cut on my leg worthy of needing stitches and and tetanus shot. :)
One of the campers this week said, "I just want a boyfriend. I don't even know why. I just... feel like I need one."
So she looked for one...the entire week!
She's not searching for a good guy. Or even a cute one. Any one will do.
Girls love being loved. And they're looking for it to be the thing that defines them.
Who are they without a boyfriend?
Who are they without someone who constantly pays attention to them?
Who are they if no one wants them?
And so we throw ourselves at guys. We hope that they like us back. We flirt. And smile. And see who responds. It doesn't matter if the guy isn't a good guy. It doesn't matter if he's cute. It doesn't matter if he is a Christian, It doesn't even really matter if we like him or not.
What matters is... we're loved. Someone cares about us. Texts us. Calls to say hi. Wants to hold hands. Pays attention.
Unfortunately.... they all fail.We all do.
Because ultimately what gives us our identity isn't who we're with.
It's Who we were made by.
And I'm not always good at remembering that either. But I'm not in elementary school or middle school or high school anymore.
My relationship status doesn't define who I am.
All I care about is the love Jesus has for me :)
