You hate to see your children suffer. As a parent, you want to gather your children under your wing and protect them from all the bad in the world. I find myself in a place where, as a mother, I am not sure how to navigate. From time to time, one or more of my children (and not just the girls though this post is about them) exhibit signs of insecurity or feeling bad about how they look or their personality or any number of other things that girls and women wrestle with. These feelings all stem from lies that the world tells them, that they tell themselves, or that the devil whispers in their ears, in an attempt to tear them down at an early, pivotal age in their development.