The hardest thing I’m learning in this season is that I shouldn’t be defined by it.
That’s really hard.
When you first meet someone and you have to partake in all the inevitable small talk, the first three questions usually are, what’s your name? Where do you live? What do you do? At the moment I have no answer for the third question.
That’s really hard
Everyday I am having to embrace that my identity has nothing to do with what I do or don’t do. It has everything to do with who I am. So who am I?
I am a perfectly loved daughter of the King.
Every morning I have to tell myself that. I may have no job. No income. No clue about the future but I am a perfectly loved daughter of the King. This never changes.
It doesn’t matter what I do or don’t do – this is what fulfills me and defines me.
The hard part is that this is not something I learn once then move on to the next thing. It’s like I have to learn it fresh every single day for the first time so I really am realising in this season that, His mercies are new every morning (Lam 3:22-23).