Do you ever struggle with the “if it’s going to be, it’s up to me” mentality? Do you ever find yourself striving for the approval of others, even God, by trying to do enough, be good enough, accomplish enough?
For many years, that could have been my autobiography. Until I became deathly ill and could suddenly do nothing but exist. During that time, God gently showed me that He didn’t love me because of what I did or didn’t do, but because I was His daughter. That was a life-changer for me!
As a result, I’m thrilled to introduce you to my friend, Katie Reid, who is going to share with you her revelations with respect to this. I know you’ll be blessed!
Have you ever looked through a window that has accumulated a lot of rain droplets? How about a window with rain droplets that allows you to look back at yourself? Have you ever noticed blemishes on yourself when you look back at yourself? That’s because the rain droplets seem to just take it away. Almost like it, disappears.
When you look through this kind of window it seems as if everything is fixed. Yet God doesn’t even need to look through the window because he is looking right at you. God sees you in your entirety and says you are perfect.
With quivering movements, I put my pencil to the page and begin the first stroke. I continued until the piece is almost complete. Then I began the shading; under the eye, the neckline, then finally the hair. The paper transformed from a blank page with a single stroke into a piece of art. Our first stroke is our first breath. Each breath we take adds to our piece of art. Just imagine, a hallway filled with incomplete canvases. Some are nearly blank while others are almost complete.
Repeatedly throughout Scripture, God reminds us of our true identity: who we are and whose we are. It is crucial to hide the Word of God in your heart, so when the lying whispers of the enemy attack, you can refute them with truth. For those days when you need the encouraging reminder, here are just a few of those verses that declare the truth about our identity.