The Summer of Being Seen

Why I Stopped Hiding My Legs and Started Healing My Heart.

I used to hide my legs. It sounds small, doesn’t it? But for years, I kept the shorts buried in a drawer. I avoided pool days. Avoided being in the photo. Avoided anything that might reveal too much of the body I was trying so hard to shrink.

It wasn’t out of modesty. It was out of shame. I thought every whisper was about me. That every glance was a silent verdict. That the size of my thighs disqualified me from delight. So I hid. Behind towels. Inside oversized t-shirts. Beneath unspoken fear and unrealistic expectations.

But something sacred began to shift.

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Healing Doesn’t Always Look Like a New Body

For so long, I thought healing meant changing how I looked.

That freedom would come once I fit back into the jeans from five years ago or once I didn’t cringe at photos. But healing, as it turns out, doesn’t always look like a new body.

Sometimes, it looks like a new posture. A new way of standing in your story.

A new lens for seeing yourself. A new boldness to show up anyway.

These legs? They’ve carried babies and burdens. Walked through heartbreak.

Run after joy. Knelt in prayer. Danced again, even after the weeping.

They may not be small. They may still wobble. But they do not carry shame anymore. Because this body? Is not a problem to fix. It’s a testimony. It’s a vessel.

It’s part of the story God is still writing.

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The Shorts Are On. The Joy Is Loud. Jesus Gets the Glory.

This isn’t just about shorts. It’s about freedom. It’s about showing up in your body

not once it’s edited, filtered, or socially approved, but as it is.

Because this summer?

• We are not shrinking.

• We are not hiding.

• We are not hustling for worthiness.

This is the summer of being seen.

The shorts are on.

The joy is loud.

And Jesus gets the glory.

So yes…. Take the picture. Eat the popsicle.

Laugh in the linen dress. Wear the shorts with your thighs out and your spirit free.

And if they’re whispering now? Let them.

You’ve got freedom to walk in. Joy to raise. Sisters to lift.

This isn’t just about embracing our thighs.

It’s about raising one another out of shame and smallness,

out of burnout and body obsession—

and into truth, beauty, and glory.

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What Scripture Says About Our Bodies

“I praise You because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;

Your works are wonderful, I know that full well.”

—Psalm 139:14

Your body was knit together with intention. There is no part of you that’s accidental.

No measurement God didn’t count. No flaw He overlooked.

You are not “too much” of anything. You are not “not enough” of anything.

You are fearfully and wonderfully made. And that includes your legs.

Your belly. Your softness. Your curves. Your scars.

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A Summer Prayer for Every Daughter

God, thank You for forming me in love.

You saw my body before it bore stretch marks or shame.

You called it good—because You are good.

Help me walk in confidence that isn’t rooted in comparison,

but in Christ.

Teach me to see this body the way You do—

as a vessel of grace, not a project to be fixed.

Let this be the summer I stop hiding.

Let this be the season I stand tall and free.

In Jesus’ name,

Amen.

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Before You Go…

💬 What would it look like for you to show up fully this summer?

💬 What lie about your body are you letting go of right now?

💬 What truth will you choose to wear like armor and joy?

Let’s talk in the comments or forward this to a friend who’s ready to walk into the season with her whole heart and whole body, fully seen and deeply loved.

Because freedom looks good on you.

And Jesus gets the glory..

With hope + Wild expectsancy,

B.