Essentially, if I am walking with God, every label that I have put on will or could lose its stickiness. Clearly, the labels that were demeaning and derogatory would lose their hold because they are in direct conflict with what scriptures says about how God sees me. The labels that I slapped across my personality, like extrovert and always happy, would eventually fall away because they are simply unsustainable and exceed my human limitations. Plus, what woman can relate to someone who is always happy? It simply isn't possible. Even Jesus wept.
My next intermediary phase was when I started labeling myself with my calling. If, I reasoned, God called me to speak and to write and to be a leader in women's ministry, therefore I must be a speaker, a writer, and a leader.
But what would happen if one day, I lost my voice and it never returned? What if I lost my hands and could no longer write? What if God took away every woman from my life that needed to be led?
Would that change my identity?
When I get wrapped up in who I claim myself to be, when I place label after label on my body on my blog and on my bios, I begin to tune out the voice of God. I start to believe that my worth comes from the fact that I can write, that I can speak, that I can lead.
But no. The only label that gives me worth, the only label that brings me true joy and happiness, the only label that sticks and will not fall off is this one:
But what if it was all taken away? Do you have this label on? This one that lays claim to the Giver of all good gifts?
With this label come these...
Friend of Jesus. (John 15: 15)
Child of God. (John 1: 12)
Branch of the True Vine. (John 15: 1, 5)
Fellow heir. (Romans 8: 17, Galatians 4: 7)
Temple. (I Corinthians 6: 19)
New creation. (2 Corinthians 5: 17)
God's workmanship. (Ephesians 2: 10)
Citizen of Heaven. (Philippians 3: 20)
All of these, well, they kind of make "speaker, writer, leader" pale in comparison, don't they?