It’s you I like

My dream last night had to do with loving and accepting ourselves just as we are, just as God loves us. I thought I should write about that today, but I remembered that Mr. Rogers has already done so beautifully. I think the child in all of us still needs to hear often and welcome like an affirming hug his words:

“It’s you I like,
It’s not the things you wear,
It’s not the way you do your hair–
But it’s you I like
The way you are right now,
The way down deep inside you–
Not the things that hide you,
Not your toys–
They’re just beside you.

But it’s you I like–
Every part of you,
Your skin, your eyes, your feelings
Whether old or new.
I hope that you’ll remember
Even when you’re feeling blue
That it’s you I like,
It’s you yourself,
It’s you, it’s you I like.”