Week 41

The older I get, the better I understand who I am and Whose I am. My identity is in Christ Jesus. I am not my own, because I have been bought with a price. Do you know what that means?

For ye are bought with a price: therefore glorify God in your body, and in your spirit, which are God’s. (1 Corinthians 6:20)

I am Cindyann Croushore Rasquinha. Now that Harry is gone, what will I do with my life? Before he passed from death unto life, I did not think much about it, because in many ways he decided. My identity was a woman, wife, mother and missionary. 

We tend to think of our lives as “our lives,” but they are not. We have been given the gift and responsibility of choice and free will. Who we are should determine our identity. I am identified, generally, as Cindyann Rasquinha. Because of a choice I made, my name is no longer Cindyann Croushore. Because of another choice I made my life is not my own.  (For ye are dead, and your life is hid with Christ in God. Colossians 3:3)  My life is hid with Christ. I am His child! What a safe place to be. And He is my Friend; He chose me! Jesus said these words: 

Henceforth I call you not servants; for the servant knoweth not what his lord doeth: but I have called you friends; for all things that I have heard of my Father I have made known unto you.Ye have not chosen me, but I have chosen you, and ordained you, that ye should go and bring forth fruit, andthatyour fruit should remain: that whatsoever ye shall ask of the Father in my name, he may give it you.These things I command you, that ye love one another. (John 15:15-17)

Verse 17 these things I command you, that ye love one anotherMy identity, who I am, is to be manifest because I love others.  I thought this was interesting that this verse should appear where it do and I believe it has special significance, as does every jot and tittle! 

Awareness that my life was not my own began while I was married, but since, this truth became clearer and it strengthens me. Sometimes it may scare me. Everything I do matters to and affects Jesus because my identity is in Him.

I completely marvel when I think of how God has taken care of the details of life. Because my life is in Him, I will never die! I will pass from death right into life. In a sense, His children never die. As I watched Harry pass, I wondered at what moment he left me and was in the presence of Jesus. One day I will do the same.

While my mortal body lives, though not mine, I have stewardship of this life. There are things that God wants to teach me as He takes care of me. I have things to do! I do not know my departure date, but I do know while I am here I am to love others. My primary identity is not what I do, but Whose I am. 

Choices and options are beyond the days we have left; they always were! It is a big world out there. Our identity is intended to be a child of God and a friend to Jesus. We become like who we spend time with. If I spend time with my Father and visit with my Friend, Jesus – then loving others will become easier. 

I don’t know about you, but I surmise that I am not spending as much time in supernatural fellowship as God intended. Loving others, especially those that love me, is easy. It is easier to love someone when they are easy. I am called beyond this pleasure.

As children of God, our identity is found in loving others. 

Our identity, in Christ, should show through what we do. I observe this truth in my friends too, no matter how they spend their days. The love of God is woven through them. Their imperfections, my imperfections are part of the fabric we are weaving with our lives.

I love a piece of nubby linen. I love the texture; those bumps are what give linen its character. I encourage you to consider your identity. How are you known? Accept the bumps and share yourself, bumps and all! 

Like the tapestry, God has intentionally placed each of us in our exact spot to make His world just how he needs it to be. Laura Batchelder