identity

Last night was Meet-the-Teacher night at Christian Heritage. I was wondering if I would be nervous, meeting so many new people. (For the record, new people don't usually make me nervous! It's just that going-to-school is all so new for me.) But God is good, and He reminded me of who I am in Him--I am His precious and beloved daughter, chosen, ransomed, redeemed, purified, and given new life in His ways. And not alone. I'm never alone.

That reminder helped me a lot, because I didn't have to worry about making a good impression or wonder what people thought of me. I could just be myself, the way God made me, knowing that I am His.

I didn't want to just make a good impression, anyway. I want people to know me, not some shiny plastic image I hide behind. And the real me is found in Christ. My identity doesn't stem from who I am. I am defined by Whose I am. What peace is found in this!

I met a lot of my classmates and teachers. Everyone was really nice and friendly. I'm on my way to a back-to-school retreat for the next few days, and I'm looking forward to that. God is good!