This video by The Revolve Tour makes my heart hurt, because I know it’s true. I hang out with teenage girls a lot, and the stories they share in brief moments of transparency sound eerily like this video. What scares me most is that I’m certain deeper secrets remain buried which haven’t yet been given voice. Safety comes in stages, and so for now, I’m hanging out with a few girls and doing my best to make sure they don’t feel alone.

Truth is, I’m nobody special. I don’t really know what I’m doing, nor do I have any kind of degree in student ministry. I’m just a woman who was a girl not long ago, and I remember the fear and isolation and loneliness and confusion of trying to figure out what it means to be a woman and feeling entirely less than “enough.”

I’m not telling you what to do, but there are more girls hungry for someone to invest in them than there are women who are willing to make the investment. It could be because we’re still broken and lost little girls ourselves, limping along in thirty-something-year-old bodies. But maybe, just maybe, in teaming up together, we’ll find our whole and a God who loves unconditionally and calls both the little girls and grown-up girls beautiful.