Ode to identity 

When we grasp our worth in Christ by believing what he says we relax our fretting, striving, and neediness. We learn that to rest in Christ is to meet him in green pastures of contentment. His love liberates us from depending on man’s compliments and frees us to more fully participate in praising our God—the One who tenderly cares for us.

Patsy Clairmont

Rise to your worth 

You can be the most beautiful person in the world and everybody sees light and rainbows when they look at you, but if you yourself don’t know it, all of that doesn’t even matter. Every second that you spend on doubting your worth, every moment that you use to criticize yourself; is a second of your life wasted, is a moment of your life thrown away. It’s not like you have forever, so don’t waste any of your seconds, don’t throw even one of your moments away.―C. JoyBell C., from Wolves of the Sapphire Sun: This One’s for the Wild Ones 



She reaches to the sky

Looks at the stars 

The moon 

The clouds 

Her identity simulates the melancholy 

Her mood the misty light

Her true self 

Valuing the art of 

Amy Carmichael 

She pens the words 

Deep 

Hopeful 

Belonging 

Yet 

Sometimes lonely.

The tree branch bends its bough 

Listening 

She cries

Longing 

She dances 

Joy 

She searches

Her heart

It’s striving 

Yearning does it’s righteous work

Knits a row of reassurance 

The twisting of wool 

Entwining stitches securing the Word 

The time and the silence 

Slowing and listening 

Brings a contentment 

She needs many more rows 

It takes time to know

The Shepherd 

A life time of rising 

Again and again 

She’s holding the bowl 

Filled 

With-good-things 

She is observing more than she receives 

Identity 

Herself  

knowing the clouds 

And stars 

And flowers 

It’s her identity 

Incomparable like the snow flakes 

Simply 

she 

Rooted In Love grasping 

some small handful 

Her ewe identity wrapped inside

Her shepherd 

Ephesians 3:14-19 The Message 

My response is to get down on my knees before the Father, this magnificent Father who parcels out all heaven and earth. I ask him to strengthen you by his Spirit—not a brute strength but a glorious inner strength—that Christ will live in you as you open the door and invite him in. And I ask him that with both feet planted firmly on love, you’ll be able to take in with all followers of Jesus the extravagant dimensions of Christ’s love. Reach out and experience the breadth! Test its length! Plumb the depths! Rise to the heights! Live full lives, full in the fullness of God.

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