Hello my Friends,
The past few months, I had been feeling pretty insecure about my height. I come from a fairly 'small' family, my Mom is barely 5' 4", 110 pounds, and my Dad tops out at about 5' 9".
So you could say that I'm pretty small myself.
5' 2", 96 pounds to be exact.
All of my friends are taller than me, and when we meet new people together, this is the usual conversation...........
"Oh my are you pretty!" (talking to my friend) "Are you 16?" And then they look at me; "Let me guess, you are her little sister! Are you 12?"
And I would want to slug them, but guess what--I can't reach.
Thankfully the past six months or so I've started to look alot older, but the height thing really throws people off. Barely coming up to my BFF's shoulder doesn't help much.
But you know, the past week, I've really started to enjoy my Tinkerbell-type body.
I've realized that God must want me small for some reason, and I'm OK with that. God has a purpose and a plan for my life, and He has me exactly where he wants me to be, short or not.
Acts 17:26 says;
'From one man he made every nation of men, that they should inhabit the whole earth; and he determined the times set for them and the exact places where they should live.'
God didn't just toss us into this world to fend for ourselves, He has a master plan for our lives. Everything we do for God is part of His purpose for us being here.
So, short or tall, strong or weak, rich or poor, we are here for a reason, we are placed here by our Heavenly Father.
Always remember that! :)
Signing off,
Height-Happy Tinkerbell (XoXo~Mikayla)
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