I’ve been talking in my last couple posts about identity. It seems like it has been coming up everywhere I look. When I saw this video today I had to watch it, and I wanted to share it. I’m not saying I have had all of the same thoughts that they so cleverly portray in the clip, but they do a great job of showing some of the things that many of us struggle with.
I have been getting some great insights about my identity from the book I have been reading, but I have been getting more out of the reading I have been doing in my Bible.
Reading through Ephesians paragraph by paragraph has been challenging me to look at my identity in Christ in a way I never have before. I find myself asking the question, “Who are you?” many times through the day before I make a choice. I think that is starting to force me to think about my decisions a little more.
I think the second question hits me even harder though. After I ask the question, I allow an answer and then I pause… After a couple of heartbeats I then ask, “Really?” That is the harder question to answer. (I know you are thinking, “He talks to himself too much. Probably needs some mental help.” You are probably right.)
I am right – Really?
I am hungry – Really?
I am in charge – Really?
I am too tired – Really?
I am giving it all I can – Really?
Asking who I am is not always going to be fun. It gives me a snapshot of where I am in that moment, and frankly, even on my best days it can be like lipstick on a pig.
What I am is redeemed. What I am is valued. What I am is growing. What I am is learning. What I am is FORGIVEN. What I am is a child of God.
Stopping and thinking about that gives me the strength to make a good choice. The choice may be something that benefits me in some way, or it might benefit someone else. The important thing is that I take the time to think about it.
My choice is not always easy, but when I really think about it, there is only one choice I have to make. Do I want to be relentless in my desire to grow in Christ? There is the filter that everything must pass through.
Who am I? Really?
How about you?
In HIS Grip,