Sometimes I’m guilty of measuring who I am by what I do, how well I do it, & how I look and act.
But then I am gently reminded that I am not just a woman. I am not just a guinea pig owner. I am not just a wife. Not just a photographer. Not just a sister, not just an artist, not just a writer, not just a friend.
I’m never too much & I am always enough. I am worthy of love, & affection, of grace & joy. I am a stunning creation.
Just like you. You are worth more than you could ever imagine, you are loved, & you are worth DYING FOR because in you are His precious daughter. God adores you. You can cry out to Him, “Daddy!” & He wil wrap His arms around you.
So remember this. Your identity is not in your occupation, in your roles, or in even your own name. No, your identity is in the one simple fact that God looks at you and calls you “MINE”.