Thursday, November 17, 2011

Proof that I am a nerd.

When you play random get to know you games people always ask, what is one thing I couldn't know about you just by looking at you? If Donna isn't around, I usually use the general cop out of, I am a twin. But, more interestingly enough, I am a nerd. True story.

If or when you met me, you would probably never guess I was a member of a 4-H meats judging team. What is that you say? I would most easily define it as: if you and I were to walk into a grocery store together, once upon a time, I could tell you all about the meat at the counter, from what it was, where it came from and how to cook it, all without the labels being on the package. Also, given four of the same pieces of meat, I could rank them from best to work, and give you exact reasons why.

So I was looking around on the internet and found the results from the National Contest in which my friends and I represented the state of Alabama, and placed 5th nationally. In this contest I, as an individual, placed 10th in the nation. Yes, I am a nerd.

In this contest, I messed up on one class (or set), very badly. And therefore dropped to tenth place in the rankings. That one class... kept me from doing better.

Yet, why do we do this to ourselves as humans?

I can also remember the one B, an 89 to be exact, that I made in English freshman year of high school that kept me from being Valedictorian.

Again, I ask... why do we do this to ourselves? Why keep records of wrong doings and dimish what are in fact, great accomplishments? There is nothing wrong with being 10, why, out of a nation of people, that is pretty good. And, what is wrong with bein Salutatorian? Absolutely nothing.

I blame it on me being a perfectionist, and striving for the best all the time.

Accepting who we are and the great things we do. Having value in ourselves, that is something that all girls struggle with. Something I stuggle with, and something I am continually working on.

Our Lord and God made us, and made us just the way we are. It is our imperfections that make us perfect. Our traits and attributes that make us who we are. Yeah, so I am a nerd... What have you got?

Be proud of who you are!



Psalm 139:13-14
New American Standard Bible (NASB)


13 For You formed my inward parts;
You wove me in my mother’s womb.
14 I will give thanks to You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
Wonderful are Your works,
And my soul knows it very well.




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