I have been struggling for YEARS I am sorry to say with God’s calling me to write. So I fight. I hide. I wrestle with the ideas that God gives me and choose not to share; out of fear, perfectionism, feelings of unworthiness.
The past three years have been hard. God stripped me of everything I THOUGHT I was. Yes, I am still a mom to two amazing kids who are in the process of flying the nest and wife to a husband I do not deserve because he loves me like Christ wants His men to love their wives.
I am still a daughter, sister, aunt, and Aunt Sara to the cutest three little girls there are. BUT, I have looked at those roles through the lens of my past. The unhealthy relationships and coping strategies from my childhood that I didn’t even realize were unhealthy until God removed the scales from my eyes.
It is hard to let go of what/who I THOUGHT I was. There is comfort in the old, even if they are tattered rags instead of the robes of righteousness that God is holding out for me to wear. I am starting to wear those robes for short periods of time. Trying to accept the luxurious feel of these new robes. Trying to remember that I am worthy of wearing these robes because Christ died for me and I am now a co-heir in Him. (Gal 4:7)
Remember your identity is in who GOD says you are, not who other people say you are or even who YOU say you are.
God’s Truth ALWAYS trumps the truth of your circumstances.