A New Identity

To avoid the ever dreaded novel, this is just the start of all that I am learning...

I am a woman. An image bearer of God. The crown of Creation. I was chosen before time and space, and I am wholly and dearly loved. I am sought after, pursued, romanced, the passionate desire of my fiance, Jesus. I am dangerous in my beauty and my life-giving power And I am needed

As a woman who has been ransomed and redeemed, I can be strong, and tender. I speak to the world of God's mercy, mystery, beauty, and his desire for intimate relationship. I am inviting; I can risk being vulnerable, offering the weight of my life as well as my need for more because I am safe in God's love. I labor with God to bring forth life-in creativity, in work, in others. My aching, awaked heart leads me to the feet of Jesus, where I wait on him and wait for him. The eyes of his heart are ever upon me. The King is captivated by my beauty.

I am needed. I need to awaken to God more fully and to awaken to the desires of the heart that he placed within me so that I will come alive to him and to the role that is mine to play. Perhaps I am meant to be a concert musician or a teacher. Perhaps I am meant to be a neurologist or a horse trainer. Perhaps I am to be an activist for ecology or the poor or the aged or the ill. I am certainly called to be a woman, wherever else he leads me.

And this is crucial. Whatever my particular calling, I am meant to grace the world with my dance, to follow the lead of Jesus wherever he leads me. He will lead me first to himself; and then, with him, he will lead me into the world that he loves and needs me to love.