Why is our identity such a big deal?
I am from a privileged enough, Christian, farming background and tried my hardest to do everything 'right' - that was, 'right' from the perspective of what I thought others expected from me. I lived according to that rule, hoping to please, be accepted and fulfil a good, Christian, happy life. I filtered my thoughts and actions through others for whom I lived, unaware that I even had a voice.
I lived abroad and have travelled a good bit, enjoying many amazing experiences along the way, yet in time, things began to unravel. Rather than take your time sharing the detail (a lot of which is not pleasant), I will bring you to the here and now which is me being me, a lone parent to a 5yr old boy and 3yr old twins, a girl and a boy. I've been through separation and then divorce, other relationships and another separation from the children's father to whom I was not married. As you will imagine, in there are many other stories, struggles and survivals.
Our journeys are different but each one of us has a heart and a mind, it is how we use them to press on that will forge a change, hopefully a positive one, for our future and our children's futures.
How do we learn from our pasts? To dwell in them is often unhealthy, yet to glance back to regain forward focus can be necessary. We may notice scars but see that they are a sign of healing and learning - we acknowledge them with respect and press on. We may feel as though we are insignificant but let me remind you that no one has ever been created like you before, nor ever will be. You are absolutely unique and designed for a purpose that only you can fulfil.
If I can begin to see myself as God sees me, then the lens through which I view my life, my roles, my purpose and significance will all have the correct perspective. There will be far less need to debate, challenge and cross examine my feelings associated with being battered by every change or conflict. I will remain secure, despite my circumstances.
So, living through a pandemic and all that it has brought both me and you, I now ask myself, has it changed my identity? Let's face it, roles will have changed, maybe financial circumstances will have been affected, relationships forged or severed, mental health implications faced, challenging choices made, exhaustion levels rocketed to unsustainable heights - who am I now? The amazing answer to that, is that God is still God and He holds me just as He has always done. He is and can be a refuge (Psalm 46v1), a strong tower, a rock, a fortress, but He is also the God of all Comfort (2 Cor 1v3) and He holds me in the palm of His hand, so I need not be afraid. Hebrews 13v8 says "Jesus Christ the same yesterday, today and forever".
My identity is in Christ ... I am a 46yr old woman who does not work at the moment but is a mother to 3 children; I am a daughter; an auntie; a sister; a cousin; a friend; a neighbour; a volunteer; someone with a vision for the future to fulfil a work that only I can do. I would like to own some bluebell woods; I love to see trees and hear birds; I will hopefully always have a dog and be surrounded by family and friends. I need to work on patience and self-discipline. I need to look after my body more and yet be less concerned about my external appearance and more focused on my inward self.
I may be broken but I have been mended and God sees me as all the more beautiful for having been broken. I reflect the image of God and can shine as the noonday sun, like a city on a hill which cannot be hidden. This self-assurance is a beautiful outward display of the working of God’s love on the inside. I hope that my life and identity live out this great truth.
Written by Ingrid Hatt, who blogs beautifully over at Faith in the Frenzy