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Has Your Idenity Been Stolen

HAS YOUR IDENITY BEEN STOLEN

By Carolyn Dale Newell

just as He chose us in Him before the foundation of the world, that we should be holy and without blame before Him in love,

Ephesians 1:4 NKJV

Who are you? If your answer is related to your position or your possessions, it is incorrect. If it is connected to your accomplishments, appearance, kids, or career, it is wrong. Who I am is defined by the I AM.

In Ephesians chapter one, we read that we were made accepted in the beloved. Our focus verse shows God chose us because He loved us. Therefore, we are the accepted, beloved, and chosen daughters of the King.

I recently discovered I had an acceptance issue. God woke me up one night and took me back to my childhood. My parents were the greatest, but not outwardly affectionate. As a visually impaired kid in school, kids teased me dreadfully. High school brought few friends but no dates.

At age seventeen, I found acceptance with the party crowd. That is who I identified with. After marriage, a child, and a divorce, I walked away from the party life. Even though I did not know God then, I credit Him for removing me from that mess.

 

When God saved me, I never identified myself as being accepted by Him. Truthfully, most of us cannot grasp God’s acceptance and love. We don’t understand it. We take it for granted. We doubt it.

It isn’t that our identity has really been stolen, but most of us never had it to begin with. Symptoms of a stolen identity appear as we derive our happiness from other sources than God. Things like food, clothes, money, homes, and careers. We do that when we don’t realize we are not genuinely craving our pleasure. We are craving God. That is why the satisfaction is short lived. Only God can satisfy those longings. Not chocolate. Not big bank accounts. Not a new wardrobe. Not pizza. Not a title.

And that is exactly where our enemy, Satan, wants us to be. When he can deceive us into not feeling like the accepted, beloved, and chosen daughter of God, he has stolen our power and authority.

Our feelings, like our enemy lie. Who I am is not defined by my feelings. Who I am is defined by the I AM.

Our identity isn’t found in our cabinets or closets. It is found in Jesus Christ.

 

Now that we know the truth, we can walk with our heads held high. We will no longer feel insecure. We will no longer be enslaved to the number on the scales or the number on our bank accounts. We are royalty. Now, we can answer the question correctly. look into a mirror. Who are you? “I am the accepted, beloved, and chosen daughter of the King.”

Heavenly Father, Thank You for making me acceptable and choosing to love me. Help me defeat the enemy by walking in my true identity in Christ. Amen.

DIG DEEPER

Read Ephesians 1:3-14.

HIKING THE TRAIL

When feelings of worthlessness arise, read God’s love letter to you. Spend time with the truth of Jesus Christ, not the lies of hell.

Copyright 2018 Carolyn Dale Newell.

HAS YOUR IDENITY BEEN STOLEN

By Carolyn Dale Newell

just as He chose us in Him before the foundation of the world, that we should be holy and without blame before Him in love,

Ephesians 1:4 NKJV

Who are you? If your answer is related to your position or your possessions, it is incorrect. If it is connected to your accomplishments, appearance, kids, or career, it is wrong. Who I am is defined by the I AM.

In Ephesians chapter one, we read that we were made accepted in the beloved. Our focus verse shows God chose us because He loved us. Therefore, we are the accepted, beloved, and chosen daughters of the King.

I recently discovered I had an acceptance issue. God woke me up one night and took me back to my childhood. My parents were the greatest, but not outwardly affectionate. As a visually impaired kid in school, kids teased me dreadfully. High school brought few friends but no dates.

At age seventeen, I found acceptance with the party crowd. That is who I identified with. After marriage, a child, and a divorce, I walked away from the party life. Even though I did not know God then, I credit Him for removing me from that mess.

 

When God saved me, I never identified myself as being accepted by Him. Truthfully, most of us cannot grasp God’s acceptance and love. We don’t understand it. We take it for granted. We doubt it.

It isn’t that our identity has really been stolen, but most of us never had it to begin with. Symptoms of a stolen identity appear as we derive our happiness from other sources than God. Things like food, clothes, money, homes, and careers. We do that when we don’t realize we are not genuinely craving our pleasure. We are craving God. That is why the satisfaction is short lived. Only God can satisfy those longings. Not chocolate. Not big bank accounts. Not a new wardrobe. Not pizza. Not a title.

And that is exactly where our enemy, Satan, wants us to be. When he can deceive us into not feeling like the accepted, beloved, and chosen daughter of God, he has stolen our power and authority.

Our feelings, like our enemy lie. Who I am is not defined by my feelings. Who I am is defined by the I AM.

Our identity isn’t found in our cabinets or closets. It is found in Jesus Christ.

 

Now that we know the truth, we can walk with our heads held high. We will no longer feel insecure. We will no longer be enslaved to the number on the scales or the number on our bank accounts. We are royalty. Now, we can answer the question correctly. look into a mirror. Who are you? “I am the accepted, beloved, and chosen daughter of the King.”

Heavenly Father, Thank You for making me acceptable and choosing to love me. Help me defeat the enemy by walking in my true identity in Christ. Amen.

DIG DEEPER

Read Ephesians 1:3-14.

HIKING THE TRAIL

When feelings of worthlessness arise, read God’s love letter to you. Spend time with the truth of Jesus Christ, not the lies of hell.

Copyright 2018 Carolyn Dale Newell.

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Guide Dog School: Day 4

Guide Dog School: Day 4

 

This week has flown by. The first three days were full of excitement: the trip here, traveling with my potential dog, and the climax of learning my dog’s name and finally meeting my new friend. It was like Christmas on steroids.

 

My dog is a black lab, and that is all I can divulge until the weekend. I expected her to be dealing with feelings of rejection. Her trainer now ignores her and Lori has left her with this stranger (me). I prepared myself emotionally for her to pine after Lori, but she didn’t. Thankfully we have bonded quickly, and that bond will continue to grow.

 

I have been studying rejection with the “Uninvited” online Bible study with Proverbs 31, so I thought a lot about what my dog may feel. If she felt unwanted, it was not genuine. Her interpretation of the change in “Mommas” has nothing to do with her.

 

As humans, we often view the actions of others as making us feel unincluded. Just like my dog, that is not always the honest intent of the person who we believe overlooked us. The enemy wants to divide and cause hurt feelings. Most cases of rejection are truly a misunderstanding on our part. Be slow to rush to a rash conclusion.

 

We have a great group of people in this class. The returnees say it is not always the case. We all get along, and we spend most of our time together even though there is ample room to be alone. I feel more accepted here than with some folks I have known for years. It is because you all are sight impaired someone may chime in. No, it goes beyond that, although that is a major portion of the kindred spirit. I had considered the possibility of feeling out of place and void of Christian fellowship. Nothing could be further from the truth. Even the cook and nursing staff go above and beyond in friendliness and helpfulness.

 

Back to my black beauty. Everyone says it is a beautiful dog, and well-behaved.

 

Yesterday was a short walk and a relationship building day. Today, we walked a morning and afternoon route in White Plains New York. There is not as much traffic as I expected, but definitely more than what I am use to. I gave the forward command at the wrong time, and my dog did not cross, responding with disobedient obedience.

 

Tomorrow will be more of the same. Black Beauty (not the real name) is sleeping now, getting ready for another long day of work.