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Identity In A Hundred-Peso Bill

In one of our Bible studies, a doctor showed to us a hundred-peso bill. She crumpled it, threw it, stepped into it, and even pressed it slowly, deeply. Afterwards, she picked it up, leveled it, and kept it. 

She then concluded with this...

The hundred-peso bill was a picture of “us.” Circumstances, people, and life in general will crumple us, throw us apart, step and press us till we break into shattering pieces but God, our Almighty Father whose love and mercy no one can fathom, will pick us up, make us whole, and keep us engraved in the palm of His hands.

My hands moistened as tears began to puddle around the corner of my eyes. My heart pumped a little faster and my mind flashed a kaleidoscope of crushing moments I wishfully thought to escape from.

Have you been it that situation where you passed by a mirror and you winced of the reflection staring back at you? All because what tossed back was a tired-exhausted-hurt-brainfogged-broken-rejected-worthless girl?

If yes, you are not alone.

Me too. I understand. I can relate.

So allow me to shed light of God’s promise into your seemingly bleak situation.

You are dearly loved, purposed, chosen, cleansed, forgiven, valued, renewed, purchased by the very blood of Jesus.

Allow that truth to fill in the creases and crevices of your heart. Allow God to pull you closer to this truth: He sees you. He hears you. He knows every part of you. AND HE CARES.

There will always be that woman who we long to be and the girl who we actually are. The girl who fails and longs to be more. The girl who runs empty and longs to be whole. The girl who longs to be content. The girl who longs to be a radiance of goodness, peace, and, love. The girl who longs to take control of her impulse, her tiring rollercoaster of emotions.

And the only thing that can bridge the gap between the borderline is a bucket of grace. Unending grace. Abounding grace. From the very person who embodies it––Jesus.

But right now. Right where you are. Right in the midst of your standing in that gap. God reassures you that you are loved and accepted just the way you are. He foresaw all the things you have done and you will do­––your sins, you flaws, your iniquities, your insecurities, your hurts, your doubts, your fears, your brokenness, your faithlessness, and your disobedience––YET STILL CHOSE TO TAKE UP THE CROSS AND DIE FOR YOU. When you feel you do not measure up, the Cross would speak YOU ARE WORTH-DYING FOR.

“Look at me, my daughter. Come and take rest on me.”

That’s our Heavenly Father inviting you and me. He does not want us to back off and give up. He does not want us to loosen up our hold. Instead of throwing our hands up in sorrow, He wants us to put them together in prayer and complete surrender.



This breaking of you will be the making of you. A new you. A stronger you.

-Lysa Terkeurst




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