2017-11-20 - Lisa Pizza
When I was in elementary school, some of the older girls made fun of me. If they saw me in the cafeteria or the hall, they would call me Lisa Pizza. It wasn‘t a secret that I liked eating pizza, what kid doesn’t? I don’t know why they picked that nickname for me; maybe the teacher was doing a rhyming lesson that day. I did not see the girls’ attention as a blessing, and hoped they would be absent or at least find something else to do than to laugh at me.
I was afraid every time I’d see them, afraid of what they would say, and how it would make me feel. Classmates encouraged me to say something to the girls in revenge, which I never did. My teacher told me to ignore them, which was impossible. I was too young to figure out I could stand up for myself and not listen to their lies. I never knew God created me on purpose, or that I was “fearfully and wonderfully made”. (Psalm 139:14 AMP)
Moving on to sixth grade and a new school, I often felt out of place at the private, all-girls’ school I attended. Each of us had to bear the green and blue plaid skirt, white shirt, long navy socks, and shoes that were popular centuries earlier. I tried to be as fashionable as possible, but there is just so much one can do when wearing a school uniform. Even though we all dressed alike, most of the students wore designer socks or used trendy book bag, hereas I had socks and accessories chosen from the sales racks. I always felt I didn’t quite fit in, but wasn't exactly sure what I was missing, or how to be accepted by my classmates. Eventually I realized people cannot make a person feel fulfilled, and looked to God, knowing He loved me regardless of how I ate pizza or the clothing labels I wore.
May we hold onto the Bible’s comforting words when people try to mischaracterize or demean us.
“Be strong, do not fear; your God will come, he will come to save you.” (Isaiah 35:4)
All scripture references are from the New International Version (NIV) unless otherwise noted.