God Doesn't Make Mistakes

Note: I wrote this as a guest post for a Christian blog for teen girls that I like, http://goldgodsgirls.blogspot.com/

            Growing up in a Christian household, I’ve always been used to older Christians praying with me. It was only at my very first Christian camp a few years ago when someone the same age as me prayed with me.

            It spoke to me more than any other prayer any adult had ever done for me.

            The camp leaders told us to find partners and pray for each other. My friend turned to me and asked me if we could pray. As uncomfortable as I was with praying out loud at the time, I asked him to go first.

            He put his hands on my shoulders, bowed his head, closed his eyes, and prayed one of the most moving prayers I had ever heard. I can’t remember everything he said, but I do remember one part that impacted me. He said something along the lines of this,

            “Lord, help Your daughter realize she is perfect. She is the way she is because You made her that way. She is absolutely beautiful. There is not a single thing wrong with her. She is completely perfect in Your eyes for You don’t make mistakes.”

            I won’t lie. Tears welled in my eyes and my friend noticed, but he didn’t mind. He gave me a hug and I thanked him before praying for him too.

            The reason why his prayer spoke to me so much is kind of obvious. I, like many other teenage girls, have struggled with my self-esteem. Maybe not so much physically, but with my personality and who I was as a person.

            With divorced parents, I always felt there was something wrong with me. Like many kids with divorced parents, I thought it was my fault. Even more than that, though, I felt like the divorce somehow crippled me as a person, like it permanently damaged me. I was always self-conscious as to the kind of person I was as a result of the divorce.

            My friend’s prayer made me realize that there was no need to be so self-conscious. He was right. I am beautiful, inside and out, because that’s how God made me. Sure, I make my mistakes, but that doesn’t mean there’s something wrong with me. I may not be perfect in this world, but I am for God. The Lord made me who I am and the kind of person I am for a reason.

            God chose to make me who I am today and, like my friend said, that was no mistake. God doesn’t make any mistakes. He makes decisions.

Who am I to question His decisions?