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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. I loved this Becky. So heartwarming and inspiring. I cannot stop smiling. Great way to begin my day!

  2. Oh, how I wish I could see a picture of that 7 year old Becky! What a delight she must have been. This brought back sweet memories of childhood and all the different versions of me that evolved through the years. In this senior season of life I think I can say that I’m thankfully not as concerned with how others see me, but more focused on letting God’s love and light shine through me. At least that’s the goal. Still I do struggle to figure out how to live within myself, what I see as limitations that perhaps He intended as gifts.

    • What a wonderful goal, Gail! And yes, I think most often our limitations are indeed a gift–opportunities to see God’s power and provision in ways we couldn’t if satisfied and dependent on our own strength.

  3. Becky, this resonates with me. “Different Drum” has been my theme song since forever. I have spent a lifetime of trying to live in someone else’s mold. I’m done with that and will be who God designed me to be. I would love to see 7 year old Becky. I know she was delightful!

  4. May we each be growing in our knowledge of who God created & called us to be so that He will be magnified! Thanks for these encouraging words Becky!

  5. If only the children of today could live out the innocence of childhood, being happy in discovering themselves. Instead of being told, they may not even be the sex that God chose them to be…
    Oh the joy of innocence! Please bless the children, Dear God, to love and accept themselves just as You created them to be.

  6. Becky,
    I smiled at the visual I was getting from your “colorful” description 🙂 Even at 60+ it never hurts to be reminded that I am God’s remarkable creation. Comparison and people-pleasing are like treadmills you jump on, but they never take you anywhere. The only way we can shine for God’s glory is when we allow our God-given bents to come to the surface. Thank you for a beautiful reminder today!

  7. AMEN! I always think of being peculiar as in 1 Peter 2:9 KJV
    But ye are a chosen generation, a royal priesthood, an holy nation, a peculiar people; that ye should shew forth the praises of him who hath called you out of darkness into his marvellous light;

  8. OH MY GOSH…I love this Becky….and I smiled just as Bev shared. I love how God made me. As soon as I try to be someone I’m not, God stops me in my tracks! I am soooo grateful He does.
    ……”and then into adults with age-appropriate inhibitions”… this is definitely not me…hahaha. I am very loud and obnoxious and super immature and silly for a 61 yr old gramma, but I will take it anytime over an adult with no sense of adventure or love of nature, flowers and bugs and ice cream!

    Thank you so much for such a beautiful and simple reminder that we are wonderfully made \0/

    • Amen! I am right there with you! I thought as I aged my wild crazy little girl me would change and we do as we grow but hopefully we remember whose we are and then we are filled with joy, peace, and a unique love for all the kindred spirits we meet along the way. You are a beautiful young soul that has touched so many hearts through honesty, joy and grace that flows from your lips into our hearts and encouragement is a great gift. You do it well. I pray God’s presence will continue to brighten your day and that “little Becky” will keep celebrating who she is in Jesus.

  9. ….. I do have to add…even though I’m not “the adult with no sense of adventure or love of nature, flowers and bugs and ice cream!”
    God has made us all and we all have a purpose.

  10. Becky, I love what you wrote, I can identify with you as well❤️ Thankyou for your honesty, transparency and wisdom ❤️ Please keep on writing more articles, I love reading them❤️

  11. We wanna see pictures of that perfectly wonderfully and weirdly made Becky-child! In color! Thank you for sharing, Becky. Too often, mean-spirited kids and adults can zap our self-confidence, innovation and joy. Thankfully, being a child of God will instill a new confidence, innovation and joy . . . only in different ways. But, we should never be afraid to let out our weird inner child every once in a while. LOL

  12. Becky,

    This was me as a youngster: “Your shyness is on purpose.” Thank you for that. Used to blame most of my life problems on being shy. You have shown me that it was part of God’s plan for my life. I was born with two punctured eardrums & couldn’t hear a thing. Super shy growing up. After three surgeries the right one was fixed. Finally got hearing aid & then one day God fixed the left one. Now years later I’m a loud talking 58 yr. old.

    You could easily label me weird. I listened to country music in the 80s-way before it got cool. Like you I did life my way. Didn’t follow conventional ways of doing things. Didn’t mind being called names. Interesting post!

    Blessings 🙂

  13. Love this article. We are wonderful just the way God created us to be. Great article.

  14. Amen. Amen. Amen. This was so wonderful and timely. God knew I needed this. Thank you, Jesus. ❤️

    Blessings to you, Becky.

  15. This is a perfect and timely devotion for me. Everything you said is so true for me. I love bright and bold colors. I am a writer, a creator and a speaker and I am who I am. I always embraced that until I quit my corporate job after 34 years a few months ago, and the devil made me think I was worthless. Your devotion reminds me that is not true! I love your book, The Simple Difference. I was introduced to you from Kathi Lipp’s podcast. I am on her ministry team. Thank you for writing from your heart that, in turn, touched mine.