At a recent job interview, I was asked, “Who are you?” I stumbled over the question, sputtering what quickly came to mind. I am wife, mother, legal assistant, at home-worker.
I left out important tidbits such as I love to read British mysteries and work puzzles. I didn’t tell how I can be creative, and that I’m an artist. I left out how music moves my soul…
Ever since the day of that question, though, God has shown me I’m more than what I say. And through His living word, I comprehend I am so much more than what I didn’t utter. Yes, in seven weeks’ time, my heavenly Father laid out exactly who I am.
And though not exhaustive, the following describes what God says about me. This is me.
I am a marked woman, declared righteous and acquitted of all crimes. I am clean, covered in God’s feathers, and clothed in Christ. Because of Jesus Christ, I am marked but shielded, accused but not condemned. An overcomer.
I am redeemed, a woman of excellence. I am loved and chosen, adopted as God’s own. And because I received God’s word, I have the full rights of a daughter. A child of God. He gave me the power of choice and I chose life. Eternal life. Thus, I am pro-life in more ways than one.
I used to be a “proud doer,” a product of my own productivity. Nothing more than a man-made object. But God rescued me from all my producing. He delivered me.
I am a living miracle in that I am created anew in Christ Jesus. A new creation. That means I’m God-made. God-wrought. Instead of a proud human-doing, I am a cherished human-being. God-built and valuable.
He tells me I am worth more than many sparrows. Because He considered the cost before He made me. And it cost Him His Son. That’s the price God paid to finish me…
Now, I am complete in Him. I am in Christ Jesus. That makes me a can-doer, for I can do all things through Him who strengthens me. But, ONLY what He calls me to do. Nothing more.
I am God’s workmanship, created in Christ, unto the good works He created before time began. His purposes, His goals and His plans. Not mine.
I am a believer and a witness of God’s goodness, for He’s been so good to me. So graceful and merciful to the imperfect woman I am, filled with all my weaknesses. But therein I find my strength. Christ’s power is best displayed through my weakness.
And so, I realize I am strong.
Finally, I’m born again. Not by the will of man, but by the will of God. I am born of God, formed in secret and wonderfully made. And so I praise Him.
This is what God says about me. He tells me I am all of this and so much more…
And if I could go back to that job interview, this is the answer I’d give when asked who I am. In summation, I am His.