I’m taking my identity back from the world. You know…the one that says that I should be this size and height, with hair like a Victoria Secret model, and flawless skin. The identity that values material things such as bigger houses, nicer cars and designer clothing nicely hung in our amply sized walk-in closets. The one that applauds titles and status symbols and measures success on an ever-changing scale that leaves us with an on-going craving to be fulfilled. The one that begs us to compete and compare every detail of our lives with one another all the way down to how many activities and sporting events we can cart our kids around to in one week and still find time to be a domestic goddess at home all while climbing that ambitious ladder of success at work. I could go on and on here with the demands of this world but I think you get it. Chances are, you are probably reading this blog completely exhausted right at this moment, yet ever-mindful of that “to do” list that awaits your attention.
As in water face reflects face, So a (wo)man’s HEART reveals the (wo)man. Proverbs 27:19