How often do we do this? When we love a prodigal, how much do we sacrifice as we continue to fight harder for their lives than they do? Do we sacrifice our self-esteem, our self-confidence; defining ourselves by their words rather than our principles and values?
Why do we do this?
Because we forget WHO--the WHOSE--we truly are.
As I lay buried under the covers, literally digging deeply into the darkness, my first answer was not thing things I do, not the roles I play, not the hats I wear. I unearthed the deepest root of who I am: I am a child of the King.
Throwing the covers off my body, I got mad. Not the kind of mad to enter a fight and try to convince anyone else of who I am, but mad enough to rest in God's promise of who I am. I woke up!
I arose from my self-imposed isolation, joined my Abba Father, and chose to be for our shared glory! I wrote on my Facebook wall, announcing to the Heavenlies of cyberspace:
I am convinced! No matter how others define us, the "Spirit Himself bears witness....I am the child, a God-heir of God...and a joint heir with Christ!" As such, when I suffer, I suffer "with Him and will be glorified with Him!"
Do you know WHO you are?
It is my prayer for all of us today that we will be buried deep enough by our struggle, deep enough in the pit of despair, that the only thing we CAN see is the core root of WHOSE we are. Awaken our souls oh Abba Daddy, call us home to you....where we belong. You who created us in the secret places of our mother's womb, you, who has carved each day of our lives in your book, you, who promises to be with us always. We are the children of the King! May we walk boldly through each struggle, not with our own might or ability, but equipped with your glory.
I know who I am...I know whom I belong to....there is no need for confusion. We are not lost. We are the heir to the King!
Where do we go when we feel lost and confused? Our Abba Daddy waits...His promises never fail. He loves us....step into your destiny today--let's go get our hugs!