my thoughts on life, love, faith, and motherhood
This is also part of the regular Five Minute Friday writing community. Here‘s the linkup if you’d like to check out other writers’ thoughts on the word Who.
When I was a kid in elementary school, and was asked to write about myself, I wrote about who I was in relation to my parents. My mom was one of eight biological siblings and one other half sister. Her parents were Irish and Swedish. My dad was born in Bordeaux, France, and his mom is French, and his dad is Hispanic. So, my description wasn’t really about me, but my interesting heritage. I really don’t think I could describe WHO I was until I hit age 30. Throughout my high school and college years, and even into my twenties, I sort of chameleoned my personality based on my friends. I picked the best, most likable characteristics of my friends and tried to imitate, creating a Frankenstein of a self that wasn’t easy to maintain. I was always wondering who really liked me, and why, since I wasn’t even sure who I was myself. And I didn’t find myself very interesting. At 30, I didn’t all of a sudden change who I was. I just decided to believe that I was likeable. That God made me who I am and that was enough. I was enough. God had given me talents and gifts and interests totally unique to me and I started liking who He’d made me to be.
What freedom it is when you realize you can be yourself, and that is enough 🙂
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Isn’t it? What a weight off!
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Hi, there! Belatedly visiting, your FMF neighbor. 🙂
I wish I could think of something profound to share in this comment box. Just know that I very much relate to your struggle. I am 34 and there are many days when I struggle with understanding and embracing who I am. Thank you for reminding me to look to what God says and to base my sense of identity and security on Him alone.
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Hi Marie! Thank you for reading. I’m so glad it helped you see yourself the way your Heavenly Father sees you.
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I love this Miccah! It’s beautiful when we discover who we are and that we’re enough. Each of us have been created in the image of God, we are His workmanship. I find this truth to be absolutely incredible. Your story resonates with so many of us, thank you for sharing.
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Thank you, Chrystal for reading and for your encouragement! We tend to feel alone in thinking that others have it all put together. In reality, none of us do and it’s why we need Jesus.
xo
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Amen.
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“I really don’t think I could describe WHO I was until I hit age 30.” Ohhh, same. And still figuring it out in some ways. Such a good reflection.
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Hi Jen! Thank you for stopping by to read. I’m glad that others can relate to this struggle too. Actually, I’m sorry that you can relate to this too! But it is so good to know that we don’t have to settle on wondering. Though it does take time for the truth to sink in, God knows us and has a plan and purpose for each of us, despite what we may think of ourselves. xo
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