I refuse to be defined by:
~ an identity counter to the one God intended
~ the house I live in
~ the behavior of my children
~ the responsiveness of my husband
~ my past
~ the way my children are educated
~ labeling my status of motherhood: SAHM, WAHM, working mom etc
~ whether I have a small or large quiver of children
~ where or how I worship
~ the way my home is organized (or not organized)
~ the lies of the Evil One
~ my anger
~ the vows I have made
~ my shattered glory
And I choose to define my life as:
~ slow- moving in the confidence of the One who leads my every step
~ in surrender
~ utterly responsive to the will of God
~ letting go of the image or idea that I am in charge
~ joyfully living each day in the full expectation of the “nourishment of heavenly manna” (R. Foster)
~ a life of silence- silencing my “grasping, manipulative control of people and situations” (R. Foster)
~ one who has released my “tightfisted efforts to enter into God’s presence” (R. Foster)
~ one who has her eyes fixed on the unseen (2 Corinthians 4:18)
~ one who stands in full agreement that I am restored, ransomed, renewed,
You’ll get a brand-new name
straight from the mouth of God.
You’ll be a stunning crown in the palm of God’s hand,
a jeweled gold cup held high in the hand of your God.
No more will anyone call you Rejected,
and your country will no more be called Ruined.
You’ll be called Hephzibah (My Delight),
and your land Beulah (Married),
Because God delights in you
and your land will be like a wedding celebration.
For as a young man marries his virgin bride,
so your builder marries you,
And as a bridegroom is happy in his bride,
so your God is happy with you.
~ Isaiah 62:3-4 (The Message)