Why numbers should stop controlling my life.

I have come to realize that I let numbers rule my life. They rule my life in the sense of I have assigned them the capability of manipulating my emotions and my definition of self. Whether it is my GPA in school, the number on the scale or the number on my bank statements, I have given numbers way too much power over me.
The other day, a rather intelligent person I know stopped and asked me why I give these things so much power. At first, I didn't know. I haven't always been this way. It started in my young adulthood. After thinking about what might have caused this shift in my approach at life, it dawned on me. Men. Yep. Men. My negative relationships with men, be it past boyfriends or my relationship with my father have not been what I would classify as healthy.
I have given away pieces of my heart to people who didn't deserve it and in ways that were not conducive to building me up as a strong and confident young woman.The result has been a very significant lack of control over my life and feelings of insufficiency in my life. Why my brain has converted these feelings into pursuing things I have more control of like grades, weight and finances, who knows. But something remains true:

I am more than my GPA.
I am more than a body.
I am more than a money making machine.
I am capable of accomplishing things for the glory of God.
I do not need numbers to measure how much I am worth.
It is not the end of the world if I get a B+.
Driving myself crazy over a stupid number on a scale is asinine.

People don't know (or care) what my grades in school are. They probably wont notice if I gain or lose a few pounds. They don't care how much money is in my bank. They will however, see if I am happy. They will notice if I am confidently pursuing my dreams instead of trying to please people.
And most importantly, God sees me for me. He doesn't stand there with a chart assessing me based on a bunch of stupid meaningless numbers.

This being said, I am making it my goal to stop measuring myself by such strict standards. Instead, I am going to measure me on the basis of how God sees me and what I am doing to advance his kingdom.

Dear Jesus, I know I fall into the lies of this world so often. Help me to see and acknowledge your presence within me today. I praise you today because I am fearfully and wonderfully made in your image. Let your light and love shine through me as I go about my day.
Yes, I love you Jesus. Amen