Our message this past weekend was along the lines of our identity. It talked about names we’ve been given and which ones we walk in as true.
In my most vulnerable place, the lie I believe is that I’m forgotten. I am unnoticed, unworthy, nor valuable enough to be recognized. But, I choose to live in the truth that I have been chosen, appointed to my roles and my life, and that the work only I can do was planned for me before I was even born. I am essential to the completion of the work God planned for me. Because I am important to Him. He sees me.
My kids wrote down the names they speak with shame hanging on their shoulders. I spied two of the names- FAT. Lazy.
My mother heart grieves that they have internalized shame. Ever. And I think about how I want to speak to them to lay more identity words on their hearts and minds.
Ephesians 2:7-10, The Message
Now God has us where he wants us, with all the time in this world and the next to shower grace and kindness upon us in Christ Jesus. Saving is all his idea, and all his work. All we do is trust him enough to let him do it. It’s God’s gift from start to finish! We don’t play the major role. If we did, we’d probably go around bragging that we’d done the whole thing! No, we neither make nor save ourselves. God does both the making and saving. He creates each of us by Christ Jesus to join him in the work he does, the good work he has gotten ready for us to do, work we had better be doing.
I’m going to speak my identity blessings over my children like it’s the good work that’s been made ready for me. Like it’s the work I had better be doing.
I’ll speak over them- they are a delight, they are chosen for this time and place in their lives, they are valued by God so much that He planned for them before the earth’s formation. God wants to partner with them- at home, at school, when they are by themselves in their room. They are not alone.
Practicing Yes 