What defines you?
This hasn’t happened overnight, but I am learning that what defines me is simply this-I am His. I am a child of God. My food issues don’t define me. Fibromyalgia doesn’t define me. I love my job, but my career does not define me.
I spend my day working with older adults in varying levels of care…independent living, assisted living, and nursing care. Some of these elders suffer from the devastating diagnosis of dementia. I have a heart for individuals with dementia. Dementia does not define them. Despite cognitive and physical impairments, they are still inside. I have seen people who rarely speak come alive when they hear a favorite song or hold a kitten. Moments of connection…who they are inside…children of God.
Being a child of God does not release us from the trials of this world. We will face sickness, financial trials, relationship troubles, but through it all, God remains, a constant in an ever-changing world. Despite whatever comes our way, we have a choice of how we react. Our thoughts, our attitudes, our reactions to others’ unkind words…we have a choice to react in love, grace, and kindness.
My life isn’t perfect, but I am a child of God. I have faith. I have hope. I am loved. He is my Bread of life.
What defines you? As a child of God, your identity is in Him. You are His.