Guys never seem to notice me, and I keep thinking that there is something wrong with me. All my friends keep talking about who likes them and blah-blah-blah. People say that I’m really pretty. Well, I would believe them if guys noticed me! People keep saying, “Your time will come,” or “I don’t know why guys don’t like you.” And they say nothing is wrong with me. Well then why haven’t I ever been asked out in my entire life? I mean, it’s not like I want guys following me around or anything, but I wonder why I always seem to be overlooked. I really want to get over this and enjoy my life, because I become depressed about this. I don’t feel worthy or even pretty anymore.

I think I better start by addressing a very common misconception—a lie that Satan would really, really like you to believe. (I’ll explain why it’s so important to him in a sec.) The thought goes like this: “If I’m pretty, have a great personality, and/or love the Lord, guys will obviously take notice and like me. And if they like me, they’ll ask me out.”

I’ll tell you why Satan wants us to think that way. Because, if that logic is true, then this statement must also be true: “If guys don’t notice me or tell me they like me, there must be something wrong with me. I must not be beautiful.” Now tell me the truth sis, does that sound like the truth of God’s Word? Just in case you’re not sure, let me refresh your memory. Here’s what King David had to say about God’s view of His children:

Psalm 139:13–18 (The Message)
Oh yes, you shaped me first inside, then out; you formed me in my mother's womb.
I thank you, High God—you're breathtaking! Body and soul, I am marvelously made! I worship in adoration—what a creation!
You know me inside and out, you know every bone in my body; You know exactly how I was made, bit by bit, how I was sculpted from nothing into something.
Like an open book, you watched me grow from conception to birth; all the stages of my life were spread out before you, The days of my life all prepared before I'd even lived one day.
Your thoughts—how rare, how beautiful! God, I'll never comprehend them!
I couldn't even begin to count them—any more than I could count the sand of the sea. Oh, let me rise in the morning and live always with you!

Your beauty, character, wit, faith, and intelligence don’t depend on who notices them. You are “marvelously made,” sis.

Reading between the lines of your question, I have a feeling that you already know (somewhere deep down inside you) that you are pretty, and that you are worth noticing. But since guys aren’t lining up around the block to wax eloquent on your finer virtues, you’re getting frustrated with the wait. You may even look at your friends with a jealous eye because they’re getting the attention you feel you deserve.

We have to be very careful, sis, that we don’t allow the sneaky voice of plain ol’ pride to convince us that we need the attention of others to confirm our worth. If we believe that lie, the next step is the temptation to have a boyfriend just to feel valuable. And once we go there, we’ve put guys on the throne of our lives, where God belongs. Make sense?

One last thought. There may be several guys who have noticed the beauty that God has created in you. But maybe they’re more mature than most of their peers and haven’t given into the temptation to equate admiration with romantic love. There is a difference you know. And until a guy feels both for you, and is honorable enough to pursue you the right way, you’re better off being single with a healthy heart than having a relationship for the wrong reasons.

Love,

Jessie