This is For the Party Girl
What if the gospel wasn't just for the Perfect Girl but for the Party Girl?
What if it wasn't for the one who cleaned up her life with every hair in place but for the girl who longs for love, who likes to dance, and who desires more than anything in the world to be told she looks beautiful?
You know, I played the perfect card in high school. Or at least I tried. I kept a clean moral slate and thought of myself as a pretty good person. I had good grades, tossed my pom-poms during football season, and sank buckets during basketball season. I had a cute boyfriend but I was sure to tell everyone we were pure as snow. I was good. Or so I thought.
But life wasn't vibrant. I didn't know Jesus because my walls were sky high. And going into college, I didn't know that's what I needed. So I ran into the vibrant promises of neon lights and liquid courage because life needed to be spiced up.
After some time, that's when I truly encountered Jesus. In the middle of my mess, my chasing after vibrancy, that was when the love message of the gospel actually impacted me. In the middle of my frat-hoping, my soul still thirsted for the kind of vibrancy only the Lord could hand deliver.
Now I'm not suggesting you go party your life away to find Jesus, but I am suggesting you dig a little deeper. Maybe you're longing for a more vibrant life and disappointed by the boringness that "perfection" brings. Or maybe the neon lights and douchebag (yes I just said douchebag) guys aren't cutting it anymore. Maybe what you're really looking for is a love neither perfection nor partying, but only the Perfecter can offer.
So let today be the day that you stop believing you're either too good or not good enough for God's love. And let it be the day that you choose to believe this truth:
The gospel is equally for both kinds of girls. The perfect girl is seeking purpose in puffing up her own reputation of goodness rather than surrendering to God's purpose. And the party girl looks for happiness in empty flattery and approval of her peers rather than trusting God's approval.
The gospel is for you, perfect girl. You're never not good enough to be told you're loved and beautiful. And it's for you, party girl. It'll make you dance, and it will make your life a party full of more confetti, sparkly shoes, and love than the bash of the century.
That's a promise.