Remember nameplates? They were trendy when I was a teenager in the 90’s. I, for one, wore my gold “Sarah” proudly! The plated gold wonder helped proclaim to the world I was unique and special, with an “h” at the end of my name. As I grew older, I stopped wearing my gold nameplate, yet I carried with me still an undeniable sense of identity. I was a good Christian girl who always dreamed of being a global worker, a wife, and a mother.
My husband, our two sons, and I served in Asia for almost nine years, where we spent some of the best years of our lives.
It’s there where my husband had his first grand mal seizure–unresponsive for several minutes–and I thought I had lost him. I cried out to God to please bring him back to me. God answered, and he recovered to spend six more years in ministry in Asia!
It’s there where we oriented over 150 new global workers to the field. We helped them adjust to a country we loved with all our heart, introduced them to our friends, and helped them begin their lives there well.
It’s there where our oldest son trusted Christ and was baptized by our Indonesian pastor.
But God wanted more for us than just success in ministry, more than just happiness or comfort or even good. He wanted the best.
And that meant letting it all end.
He brought us back. My husband’s seizures returned, and moving back to the US became our only viable option.
It hurt. More than we can describe. It was a grieving process deeper and more real than any I could have imagined. Loss of identity is real and hard and ugly.
But it is for my good.
The Psalmist reminds me that my responsibility is to honor the Lord and humbly accept what He says is true of me. What does He say about us? We are beautiful to Him. His daughters. His bride. This is who we are. Rejoice, sister, for your identity is secure!
Think through your current situation in life and the stresses you are facing. Are there any aspects of your identity that you feel are being threatened? For each aspect of your identity that you list, consider one aspect of your identity in Christ that remains firm.
As I write this devotional, our community is in the throes of Covid-19. My identity as a teacher and mentor is being threatened, and my fourth and seventh grade boys are home from their public school. My life is looking much different! I’m afraid I will let everyone down by not being able to keep up with working from home, homeschooling, and social distancing. I’m also dealing with migraines. God has been teaching me that my identity is very tied up in serving people and getting recognition for it. It fuels me to hear someone say, “Good job, Sarah!” But He has been challenging me to rest in Him and recognize that He says, “Stop. Sit with me. I say you are clothed with my righteousness already so you can just sit with me awhile and not run around like crazy right now.” That’s tough for me!