Our whole lives are journeys. Most of us, use it as a journey to figure out who we are. We look anywhere we can think to look. First, to our families. Then, to friends. Later in life to boys. Wen none of that works we look to coaches, teachers, spouses, bosses and sometimes even our children. but, unsurprisingly, all these things fail us. None of these people can answer our questions about ourselves. They instead are trying to get us to answer them. Get us to tell them what makes us come alive so they can love us better. The only person who knows? Jesus. He is the one with the answers to all of our questions. But, because he is so great, so powerful, so perfect, we fear him. Because we are none of those things, we are afraid to hear what he really thinks. We are so desperate for approval that rejection from Him would be too much. So we stay closed off to him. Striving is better than knowing for sure that we aren’t enough. So we keep looking. We keep trying. We keep dying. Because that is what this is. Death. If we would first take our fears, our questions, our desires to Jesus, he will answer them. He will tell us who we are. And the answer will never be; ugly, fat, a disappointment, worthless, dumb, unfit, forgotten, inadequate, bad, hard, mean. His answers will never confirm our deepest fears, they will only cripple them. Jesus loves you. Passionately. Desperately. Daily. He sis on his throne, and longs to give us His answers. He doesn’t want us to listen to still another jealous friend, or wounded boss. He wants to answer our questions. Jesus wants to be the one to give you your identity. He wants to tell you who you are. This is the meaning of life. Walking in, embracing, your true identity. So that you can love others. Reach others. Coming alive, in Christ’s answers: good, beautiful, lovely, accepted, redeemed, loved, blessed, adopted, desired, pursued, alluring, inviting, glorious, forgiven, necessary, enough, captivating, restored, valuable, precious, feminine, protected, soft, vulnerable, tender, safe, perfect, already there. This isn’t a once in a life-time battle, and it isn’t one for only those with broken and shattered lives. It is an every day thing that every woman lives with, to varying degrees. So stop striving. Stop running. Start asking. Start listening. Start believing. Start living.
In Love,
Brooke
You put this in such a good way! This is where I have been for a while now, and even though it can be scary and frightening at times to go down this journey of asking, Jesus has never let me down, only picked me back up and spoke tenderly to my heart. Beautiful and very truthful way of putting this journey…love it! Gives me back the excitement of asking!!!! Thank you!
Exactly what I needed to hear! I have realized that my identity should be only who CHRIST says I am, and I’m not quite there yet…it’s so easy to compare by worldly standards. Thanks for the encouragement!