You shall be called by a new name, which the mouth of the Lord will name. You shall also be a crown of glory in the hand of the Lord, and a royal diadem (crown) in the hand of your God. You shall no longer be termed Forsaken, nor shall your land and more be termed Desolate; but you shall be called Hephzibah, and your land Beulah, for the Lord delights in you, and your land shall be married. And as the bridegroom rejoices over the bride, so shall your God rejoice over you.
Isaiah 62 (New King James Version)
One of my three strongest spiritual gifts is the gift of Mercy. A spiritual gift test that I took, described the gift of mercy like this, “This is the spiritual gift where the Spirit enables certain Christians to minister to and have compassion for those who are suffering or afflicted.” Because I have this gift people know, whether consciously or subconsciously, that they can trust me and that I won’t judge them—or at least I try not to, sometimes my concern for people’s well-being and following of the commandments comes across as judgmental. Because people know they can trust me, I have several people, most often girls and women of almost all ages, share their stories and struggles with me.
Every story is similar but not one is the same. Almost every woman’s struggle somehow stems from a lack of self-confidence, which more times than not is caused from something someone else told her. Someone says something and we as women often take it as, “You’re stupid,” “You’re ugly,” “You’re worthless,” or “You’re not good enough.” We become depressed our name becomes, “Stupid,” “Ugly,” and-or “Worthless.” After a while, it all becomes so overwhelming that we try changing things. We contemplate suicide, we attempt suicide, we cause self-harm, we acquire eating disorders, and the list goes on and on until we eventually reach the end of ourselves.
Once we do reach the end of ourselves, we don’t know where else to go. The shame of situation makes us afraid or worried to tell the people we love most, and the disgracefulness of what we’ve done makes us worried to confess to God. Sometimes in these situations, we think God will be too disappointed in us. Other times, we’ve grown so used to the thought that everyone is judging us that we automatically assume that God will judge us. That He won’t be the loving God everyone claims He is. Still other times, we think that because we already asked Him to forgive us when we accepted His sacrifice that He could never forgive us again. Most of the time we think a combination of all three feelings and more, so instead of telling others or God about our situation, we wallow around in our own self-pity, until eventually we can’t take it anymore and we find ourselves on the bathroom floors pouring our hearts out to God.
In that moment, we realize that the reason we feel so bad about ourselves is not because we are stupid, or ugly, or worthless, but because we were looking for worth in all the wrong places. We realize that instead of looking to God, who created us in His image, to define us, we look to people and the things of the world to find our definition. Once we realize this incredibly truth, we slowly gain the confidence to ask other people for help. We gain the confidence like a better and happier life. What do we do now though? We spent so long thinking we are ugly, stupid, and worthless, that we don’t know who we are anymore.
Well, let’s ask God Himself. In the New King James version of Isaiah 62:4 and 5c we are told,
4 “You shall no longer be termed Forsaken,
Nor shall your land and more be termed Desolate;
But you shall be called Hephzibah, and your land Beulah,
For the Lord delights in you,
And your land shall be married.
5 And as the bridegroom rejoices over the bride,
So shall your God rejoice over you.”
The New Living Translation says,
4 “Never again will you be called “The Forsaken City”
Or “The Desolate Land”
Your new name will be “The City of God’s Delight”
And “The Bride of God”
For the Lord delights in you
And will claim you as His Bride
5 Then God will rejoice over you,
As a bridegroom rejoices over his bride.”
We become known as Hephzibah, which means, “My delight is in her,” and Beulah, which means, “Married.” We finally know that if God delights in us, we cannot possibly be worthless. We know that as “The Bride of God” there is no way we can be ugly.
If you’re reading this and you are struggling with something, please remember that you are Hephzibah and Beulah! You have no right or reason to think of yourself as stupid, ugly, or worthless. If you don’t believe me, have a real long talk with God and the Bible, until you come to the conclusion, that you are beautiful, priceless, and smart!