Have you ever had a moment so full of self discovery that you’re left with only tears of gratitude to the God who created you? Recently, I had one of those experiences. I was sitting in class and the teacher turned on some worship music and said “I want you to position your heart for worship and ask the Father who He says you are.”
Have you ever had a moment so full of self discovery that you’re left with only tears of gratitude to the God who created you?
I have been asked to do this sort of thing before in summer camps, youth groups, and various other christian events. However, over the course of the last few weeks I have had people reaffirming my identity and encouraging me to seek God on what He says about my identity. So when this teacher gave us this activity, I was not really taken aback by it. I think sometimes God has to plop us on our butts and tell us exactly what He wants us to do. This was one of those times. So as the music began to play, I began to write word after word. Once I started writing, it was like I couldn’t stop. Those were not my words or thoughts on that page. They were my Daddy’s.
I became undone. The words on that page were things I wouldn’t have thought to write down.
When the song was finished we had a moment to share and it wasn’t until that moment as I was sharing that I understood the Father’s heart for me and His redemptive love. I became undone. The words on that page were things I wouldn’t have thought to write down. There were phrases like “worth getting to know” and “she is a rare gem”… “worth dying for”. This idea of how great the Fathers love for us is truly overwhelming to me. His love is so unique, so individual, and so massive that it’s hard for our human minds to grasp. Being here, it is easy to get lost in the identity of “missionary” or “ywamer” so it was such a refreshing experience to be reminded of what my Dad says about my identity and who it can be found in.