Have you ever thought about who you really are? Well, I am one those people who comes up with these strange questions. When my dad was about to walk me down the aisle to give me away to a man he hardly knew, he leaned over and said very quietly, “Don’t forget to be you.” It took me several years to determine exactly what he meant by the statement. But somewhere along the years I knew the answer.
When I was a child I was Jess and Juanita’s daughter, Butch’s sister, Robert and Beulah’s granddaughter and down the line. I wasn’t ‘Me’. Everyone introduced me as a relative but never by my name. Later in life I became Bob’s wife, Scott and Josh’s mom, Kassie and Brittany’s mother-in-law and last but not least ‘Mimi’ to six wonderful grandchildren.
But one day along that journey to being me, I met Jesus. Since then I have been able to say that I am a daughter of the King and a born again believer in Jesus Christ. I don’t regret having all of these different titles because all of these people love me. But no one loves me as much as Jesus.
I am a sum of all of the good and bad things I have to deal with during my life. Some were really bad and some were really good. They have one thing in common – they made me who I am. The trials I have endured not only made me stronger they gave me a testimony to share with others. The joys I experienced along the way have given me countless stories to share.
Join me this week as I look at some of the words I will use to tell you ‘Who I am in Christ Jesus’.