The quest for identity.

Ephesians 2:10 "We are his workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works, which God prepared beforehand so that we would walk in them."

I decided to start this post with a scripture because I believe that it sets the tone for what the post will be about. Today, I want to talk about identity.

For years, I struggled with who I was. I felt like I was supposed to be short even though I was tall, that I should be bone thin even though I was thick, that I should have straight hair even though it was curly and so much more.

For a long time I longed to have a life that was better. I thought that with more money, a smaller waist, a nice car and a cute guy on my arm that I would suddenly have status. I thought that I would suddenly know who I was and so would everyone else around me, I thought that I would discover my identity. NOT true at all.

I've talked before about happiness and how it's something that you carry with you and not find and I think identity and who you are is similar to that. My journey to finding out who I truly am and becoming secure and rooted in my identity started almost a year ago when I started to discover the heart of Christ.

In June of 2015, I had an experience at church that completely changed my life, I'll share in detail on that in another post but from there on I couldn't stop reaching, running, thirsting... after the father. The Lord took away my shame and gave me acceptance, took away my pain and gave me hope, he turned my darkness into light and my feelings of abandonment into adoption.

As I've continued to seek to know him more and continue to read the word and books on living life with the Father, I realize that I've been fed so many lies my entire life about who I am and who I'm supposed to be. Instead of listening to my parents that would always speak life into me, I listened to social media and books and pictures from magazines.

I think we all struggle with insecurity at times, with looking in the mirror and not being 100% satisfied with what we see and I've found that the only way to truly fight that is to bring yourself back to truth and tell yourself who you are.

You are chosen, without blemish, loved, worth dying for, perfect in the eyes of the father and you're his own.

When I feel moments of doubt or insecurity I remind myself that God loves me so much and he made me just the way that I am! I am a masterpiece! I was made for a purpose! I am not just occupying space rather I'm fulfilling the will of the king! The lies of insecurity have no place to rest their head when truth comes to town.

I hope that you read this, whether you're a believer or not and that you know that every single thing about you is valuable and every single fiber of your being is loved!

Father, I pray that anyone who reads this and is struggling with identity that today they see themselves through your eyes. Lord help them to see that they're adopted and chosen and made with intention and a specific purpose in mind.  I say no to identity crisis in Jesus name and yes to truth!