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Becky is an author, speaker, Bible teacher, mom of three loud boys, and the Community and Editorial Manager for (in)courage. She loves writing about anxiety, motherhood, and the kindness of God. Long naps, shady trails, and a good book make her really happy.

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  1. Thank you for this ‘word in due season’ Becky! I simply stumbled upon this webpage this morning and WOW, you have blessed me! God is SO good, and always on time. I look forward to discovering more about the (in)courage community. Blessings!

  2. Love you for all you said in your reading for us Becky. How honest you have been about yourself. I remember growing up and as child I loved BM x bikes. Plus bright socks with bright colours. Like bright green or bright red etc. Plus I wear a BM X suit. I wear one sock green one sock red. I thought I was cool with my BM X suit on and different colours socks on each foot that were very bright. I also thought I was the bees and nees with wearing all that and riding my bright yellow BM X bike. That my parents bought me when a child. I didn’t care what I looked like or what people said about me or people thought of me. I thought I cool. I was being me. When growing up. I didn’t like playing with girly toys. But loved things like my BM x bike. Wearing the BM x suit. My Late Mum used to say let her bee she grow out of this faze she going through. Then I got into my head I going be the best BM x bike rider. I do lots of stunts on my yellow BM x bike. Through time it all wore of. As I went to Secondary school. Then for some reason I went to the Scripture Union group at Lunchtime. Something in really like it hearing about Jesus and singing the songs. One was “Jesus loves all the Children red and yellow black and white all are special in his eyes” I never been told I was special. Even though my Mum and Dad sent me and my sister’s to Sunday School. I am glad for it all now. Even though my parents are not saved. I pray for my Dad salvation now. I did pray for my late Mum’s but don’t know if she got saved before passing away. She always knew I was praying for her. In those days at Secondary School. At the Scripture Union. I began to see Jesus love me no matter what. I am special in his eyes. Jesus don’t care what I look like or what I wear. Jesus loved me for me. That’s all that matters. Even me in my BM x suit with the BM x bike. So through time. I gave my life to the Lord. I am glad. As I know it not about what you wear or what anyone says about you. It about all that Jesus says about you and about him changing your heart to live like him. Jesus did. I glad . The day of the BM x that I went through lost there appeal and I got I wanted to live like Jesus. He has changed me into a lovely daughter of his. Like he changes all us. If we put our trust in him. Thank you Becky for today’s reading. Love it. Love Dawn Ferguson-Little Enniskillen Co.Fermanagh N.Ireland. Xx

      • Thank you Becky for your comment. I appreciate it. I had person high up in our church. Tell me Dawn you remember are a daughter of the king of kings. That means you are special. My Family my Mum when I was big said Dawn you will always be loved. I knew I was special. I didn’t when big have have them say it. Just to know I was loved meant alot me. Then for my 50th Birthday a few years ago. I love Winnie the Pooh. My Husband got me a Winnie the Pooh cake. It had a saying put on it. “That said You are loved more than you could ever know” That meant alot to me. So I now know and I am special and Jesus loves me.Thank you again. Love Dawn xx

  3. I remember reading this originally, and I loved every word, and the same rings true today. It’s a great reminder to embrace our uniqueness.

  4. HOORAY for the weird kids!!!

    (I also agree that it’s probably healthier to focus on “loved” rather than “weird” since weird-for-the-sake-of-weird is often inauthentic as well)(and also if one focuses on needing to be “weird” then that can end up dismissing part of reality as well – if you *have* to be weird in everything, then you’re not allowed to publicly like anything widely popular, basically, and that’s no fun either!)

    (but: hooray for the weird kids! And hooray for the grownups who have, to the glory of God, found a way out of the “be more normal!” trap as well! And hooray for God, who gives us all the good, whether weird or not! 🙂 )

    • KC, absolutely! Weird was just my version of uniquely me. But the point is definitely that we are all LOVED and chosen by God, and the more we know Him the more we know the truest and best version of ourselves.

  5. Thank you so so much for this Becky! So helpful, so touching and so inspiring! Such an important reminder, today and every! Thank you !❤️

  6. Thank you Becky for affirming me at 68! I was a hippie in the 60’s and 70’s growing up in a ivy league New England college town where EVERYONE was weird!!
    Years after I got married, my very critical mother in law came right up to my face and told me ,’You’re Odd’
    Hmmm….. sadly I was hurt, but oh how refreshing to read your story. I’m me , wonderfully created by God! I loved wearing socks with sandals and overalls to school. My dad was a jazz musician so he was totally ok with the ‘odd’ . He wore 2 different colored socks to work!
    Living in the glory of who He made us to be! Awesome Becky.

  7. Becky I absolutely love this!!!!
    I’m a bit of a square peg in a round hole kinda girl, and I’m finding that more and more as I journey through my 40’s, I am absolutely embracing my uniqueness. My life does not need to make sense to other people and it so frees me up to just be me and be who God created me to be….quirky, loud rambunctious laugher, and overall goofy girl 🙂

  8. I love this and I love you and your weird self! 🙂 I almost always feel weird, and even after all these years of being weird, I need this reminder to embrace it.

  9. As comfortable as I have been in my weird, unique mind/ body. Over the years, without thinking about it, I have found myself trying to fit in. And when I realize that I am doing it…it feels uncomfortably odd! I don’t fit into the worlds mold. I never have, and never will. And truly….when I find myself in the place of trying to be like everyone else…it is very boring and just doesn’t feel right. Do you suppose that Jesus created us this way on purpose? To only feel, “right” when we are walking in our true God given identity? It feels right to me to love Jesus fetociously, it feels right for me to stand hard and firm for truth, justice, realness and Jesus love. It feels right to dress the way I feel most comfortable, it feels right to say I am sorry when I have hurt someone, it feels right to do and be who Jesus made me to be. Becky thank you for this beautiful post.

  10. Becky,

    You totally got me as a youngster – “Your shyness is on purpose.” Grew up super shy due to two busted eardrums. I definitely don’t fit into the world’s mold. You can find me dancing in my kitchen/dining room to good Christian music. Love singing silly songs while doing housework. It has taken me a super long time to realize I’m loved & beautiful. Maybe not as the world sees but inside. One patient told me I was right where I needed to be (job clerical hospital unit). Maybe I exude the love of Christ & show caring & loving attitude. Embracing who I am without worry about what others think.

    Blessings 🙂

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