More precious than you imagine

Yesterday's verse compared the virtuous woman to the finest jewels. Pause on that image for a moment: God looks at you and sees something of incalculable worth. The world, though, keeps trying to convince you otherwise — that your value lies in your body, your productivity, other people's approval. What an exhausting lie. Your worth was never defined by a mirror or by your mistakes; it was defined by the hands that formed you. You are not a rough draft that went wrong. Every detail of you was thought through by a Father who makes no mistakes. On the days you feel small, disposable, "less than others," come back to this truth: in God's eyes, you are a marvelous work. A rare jewel. You don't need to prove yourself to have worth — you already have it, and no one can take it from you.