Today I am linking with Lisa Jo for her 5 Minute Friday meme. She provides a prompt and we are supposed to write for 5 minutes. No forethought. No critiquing. Just start writing to see what flows out.
Today’s prompt: IDENTITY
Start: 6:05am
Since my father died a couple of days ago, I have felt different when saying, “I am O___ and M___’s daughter” because “O” is no longer a resident here on earth. But in all actuality, I will always be their daughter. Even when I’m their age — that fact will still remain.
Years ago, my identity was wrapped up in the roles I served in at church. I was the Prayer Coordinator. I was in the worship band. I was in the choir. I was a lay pastor. I remember the moment I stepped out of those roles, I felt naked and exposed … I am ______ … Hmmm. Who was I?
The truth was there! Even though I knew who I was in Christ, it was TOO EASY for a title to give me some sense of purpose. I don’t know how to say it better than that. But when the titles were removed and I came face to face with who I was — I was O and M’s daughter. D and K’s sister. Wife. Mom. But most of all … I was a daughter of the King of Kings and Lord of Lords.
I am a blood bought Christian. My citizenship is not here, but in heaven. I am only passing through this earth.
That is my identity.
Stop: 6:10am
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(Photo: My 1st grade photo.)
I’m so sorry for your loss. I have not experienced the loss of a parent but I know my mother has commented on the pain and strangeness of it all. Beautiful words here. Thank you for your vulnerability. So nice meeting you.
I love this: ” it was TOO EASY for a title to give me some sense of purpose. “
Beth, I miss my dad too… he dies over 20+ years ago but there are still moments when I am reminded of him and my heart seems to stand still momentarily. Sunday was one of those days. Something in passing brought back a memory I had of him climbing into his tractor. I pictured him clearly in my mind. It brought a tear to my eye too. I still miss him after all these years but it has got easier over the years. I am just so thankful that I have lovely memories of him which I cherish as I’m sure you too will draw comfort from in the coming days and years. You have the added comfort that your father is with the Lord. I did not have this same comfort unfortunately but I do so hope…
My thoughts and prayers go with you.
Wendy xx
I can so relate. When my Dad passed it was so difficult but I am still his child… and someday I will see him again, what a blessing. But like you, I am a daughter of the King. The Lord is my family. AMEN! Wonderful post 🙂