Who am I?

I struggled with this question for most of my forty-five years here on earth. I was lost.

I knew I was a daughter, a sister, a wife for about ten years, and a mother for the past twenty years. Beyond those identities, I was confused.

The question was first asked to me when I was at church a few years ago. I felt like I was taking a very important test that I should have studied for. I couldn’t come up with the answer, so I dug deep.

And then, I hit a brick wall.

Out of frustration, I threw my hands up and asked God. I had to listen for a long time. I asked again, and then listened even more intently.

Finally, I heard God whisper this word to me: “healer.”

The answer was clear, but I was still confused. How could I be a healer? Wasn’t that something only God could do?

I read this in the Bible: “Jesus gave His twelve disciples authority over unclean spirits, to cast them out, and to heal every kind of disease and every kind of sickness” (Matthew 10:1), and this, “Freely you received, freely give” (Matthew 10:8).

Even though I wasn’t sure what this identity looked like on me, I decided to wear it anyway. I asked God to show me how to wear it, and I promised to do what He asked of me.

Shortly after that, I started writing this blog about my healing journey and the obstacles that I was able to overcome as God healed me.

Watching the movie, “Overcomer,” with my daughter this past week was another confirmation of this identity.

The main character was writing down all of her identities from Ephesians 1:6-8:

Loved

Redeemed

Forgiven

Rich in His grace

Wise

Insightful

Known

Made on purpose, for a unique purpose

Powerful

Adopted and chosen by God

Sealed

As she wrote each one I realized that God felt that way about me too, and that is why He sent Jesus to die for me. I felt a fresh tear on my cheek with every promise.

The one that speaks the loudest to me right now as I am working on my Masters Degree in School Counseling is “made on purpose for a unique purpose.”

Our fingerprints are as unique as a zebra’s stripes.

My path was paved for me alone.

My purpose cannot be fulfilled by anyone else. Neither can yours!

So, to answer the question in the title of this blog, “Who am I?”

I am His.

I know my purpose.

I hope, and pray, that you know yours too.