What is my Identity?

Joining Jill Savage for the Third Thursday Blog Hop. I know I am a day late, but that is life right?  Sick kids and Christmas have my schedule a mess!  Well anyway.... today's topic is What is Your Identity... 

 

I found it much easier to write about my personality than my identity.  Maybe I just don't like being "defined" by things. 

 

I can be identified as a daughter, sister, wife, mother, ex wife, aunt, granddaughter, daughter in law, friend, coworker, sister in Christ, as well as many other "titles". 

 

We are identified by where we are from, who our "people" are, what we do, our race, our culture, and a host of other indicators. But all of these things are just pieces of the person we are as a whole. 

 

How do I identify myself? That depends on what I am doing and who I am interacting with.  I would never use my "Mom" hat with my supervisor or my "Coworker" hat with my family.  However, sometimes the  lines and roles  are blurred.  When I am reading to children ( I am a Literacy Specialist). sometimes my "Mom" voice is used...

 

My most important identifier, even before wife or mother, is daughter of God.  He has put all the puzzle pieces together to make me who I am.  He chose all of the indicators I  use to define "me".  He knew who my "people" would be, what career I would gravitate to, and all of the people who would cross my path. 

 

Isn't that Awesome?  So often we feel that these things are left to chance but he knows it all, before it ever even happens!!!

 

I am of Native American decent, I love to share this with people as it is an honor to me.  I am related to the Wright Brothers who invented the first airplane.  The  accomplishments of my ancestors were many and great but not in comparison to my father God's....he created my beautiful children and my loving husband.  He created my family for me and me for them. 

 

God made me an American but I would be as honored to have been a Canadian or a European or an African.  I love that he knows each of us so intimately that we can't help but worship his goodness and magnificence. 

 

One day I will bow at his feet and thank him "in person" for the me he made.


For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother's womb.
 ~ Psalm 139:13 NIV