I have almost never owned a pair of properly fitting jeans. I only remember one magic pair that I had from Beyoncé’s House of Deréon line (throwback!). Besides that memory, my jeans always make the laundry list of no-no’s. They’re either:
- Too long that they scrunch up around my ankles
- Too short that said ankles are unintentionally exposed, which is the worst when I’m ashy
- Too big that belts are miracle workers (plus, if I sit down, they give me that “baggy crotch” look)
- Or, too tight that my eczema-prone legs itch out of anger
I only wish that universally fitting jeans were a reality, like in Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants. While in the fitting room, I usually try on about ten jeans before settling for anything functional. At least they keep my legs warm.
I am still optimistic that one day, I’ll find cute, comfortable, and ride-or-die denim.
Yet, I’m trying to learn what all fits me as a person too. To walk in my own light, be fulfilled by God’s love, and experience more in life than functioning in insecurity.
May you experience the love of Christ, though it is too great to understand fully. Then you will be made complete with all the fullness of life and power that comes from God.
Ephesians 3:19 NLT
I want to refuse to settle for comparison. To confront even loneliness as an opportunity for self-discovery.
What if I began to accept the unique qualities about myself that I’ve been ashamed to wear? Even if they’re not everyone else’s style, my nerdiness, my quiet, my vulnerability, my excitement, my kindness, my skin, my hair, and all my likes and dislikes fit me. My story fits me alone.
Perhaps, God can even use the weaknesses that stain me like mustard on a white Tee.
We now have this light shining in our hearts, but we ourselves are like fragile clay jars containing this great treasure. This makes it clear that our great power is from God, not from ourselves.
2 Corinthians 4:7 NLT
What fits you?
P.S. If you have a go-to store for magic jeans, please help me! 😂
Roots & Hope 