It is 5 minute Friday in which I write feverishly for five short minutes, find a picture to fit my story and then post without reworking and rewording the entire thing before being brave enough to publish!
This week the topic is identity, Go:
There was a time when I identified myself as a rock climber, not any more.
I was young, not any more.
I used to identify myself by the job I did, after over ten jobs that has worn thin.
I even had the audacity to identify myself as being intelligent… until I went to university!
Now I have many roles: husband, father, Poisons Officer, son, but my identity does not rest in any of these.
Who am I really?
Am I my thoughts, actions, emotions?
Am I what others think or see? Or what I present to the world?
In the end none of these are substantial. They will all crumble. Like earlier this evening when I was putting up gib in our bathroom and felt some identification with my father and brother who are both builders. Then I drilled through a new pipe placed by the plumber only last week and immediately identified myself as a complete idiot!
I want my identity to be in Christ, that I may know Him and be found in Him.
As Paul said, who had so much going for him by some standards yet threw all that away in order to gain Christ:
But whatever gain I had, I counted as loss for the sake of Christ. Indeed, I count everything as loss because of the surpassing worth of knowing Christ Jesus my Lord. For his sake I have suffered the loss of all things and count them as rubbish, in order that I may gain Christ and be found in him, not having a righteousness of my own that comes from the law, but that which comes through faith in Christ, the righteousness from God that depends on faith—that I may know him and the power of his resurrection, and may share his sufferings, becoming like him in his death, that by any means possible I may attain the resurrection from the dead.
(Philippians 3:7–11 ESV)