It seemed a disadvantage being the tallest girl in the class until I left for college. All of a sudden, long legs weren’t so bad for a young lady. The older you get and the more confidence you gain, you begin to accept yourself just the way you were made. After all, God thought it up, so it has to be good, right? God is good. Therefore, if I love Him and He made me, then I am OK, right? Well, If I follow Him, then I am OK.