“What’s the matter, Emma?”
I had just picked up the last of my school kids yesterday and my typically chatty, smiley girl was sulking.
I lowered the rear view mirror so I could quickly lock eyes with her.
“Emma, we all can tell something is wrong so just spill it.”
“Susie Q called me stupid!” (Name changed 😉)
“Well, are you stupid?”
“Of course you’re not, so why does it matter what she said? Baby, just because someone said something about you doesn’t make it true.”
And that seemed to be enough for my girl. She was right back to her normal self, not giving another thought to the opinion of one of her peers. That’s when it hit me, how many times have I sulked over something someone said to or about me?
We all have had someone be the opposite of nice to us. Someone’s called you a name, spread a rumor about you, sent you a nasty-gram and in the spirit of total honesty, you’ve been the guilty party as well, I know I have. Some of you blessed souls out there genuinely seem to have the ability to let it roll right off your back while others really struggle with letting opinions take root. I’m somewhere in the middle, depending on the offender and the depth of “meanness,” I can either shrug it off or take it to heart. When it comes to what others think about you, you have a choice, save it in your memory bank or delete it.
While I do think it’s wise to give thought to what others say about you, brief thought that is, I do not believe it’s healthy to let it alter how you see yourself. My husband, wise man that he is, once shared this little nugget of truth with me when I was seriously damaged goods because of another’s words, “Who you are is defined by how you live and how God sees you. People’s opinions, although worth considering at times, are not the final definition.”