It's Friday. Hallelujah! I know it's been a while, but I'm joining The Gypsy Mama again to write for five minutes on her weekly prompt. No editing or rewriting allowed. Click on the link to her site if you want to try it, too. The prompt this week is "Identity".
Who am I . . . REALLY? This question was posed by John Eldredge the first day of class in January of 1998. (Yes, I am that old!) It's the question we all ask as we grow into adults and take our places in the world. It's the question I still ask once in a while. And I answer it in little blurbs about myself on my blog, on Facebook, on Twitter. On the cover of my novel . . . yes, it will be there, too.
And yesterday I pondered this question a bit. What identity will stick with me for good? Who I am didn't change when I became a wife, or a mother, or those years I worked in behavioral health. And it won't change when more dreams are realized. When I hold my book in my hands. I am still me, growing and changing all the time. Mutable. But the same. Stronger. Wiser, perhaps--at least sometimes. Still me. Still God's beloved.
That's all folks! Have a great weekend!