I’m sure I’m not alone when I say that I have struggled with the question of my identity. At high school I didn’t really fit in. I was too intelligent, singled out by the teachers as the kid who skipped a grade because she was bright. I was ignored by the cool kids as I couldn’t join in their conversations about fashion or music or TV; I just wasn’t interested in them, however much I wished I could be! I was told I could be whatever I wanted to be, and yet all I wanted was to fit in and be popular. I wanted to be one of them. I wanted to be admired and liked. My identity depended on what other people thought about me.

About 12 or 13 years ago I was working for Proctor and Gamble in the UK and loved it. I gave that all up because God sent me a postcard. Actually it was an email! After praying one night that God would send me a postcard telling me what I should do regarding my career, I received an email from a charity that I supported, advertising my dream job. I got the job! And I was clear about my identity. God had called me here. This is what I was made to do. What I didn’t realize though, was that my identity was now firmly rooted in what I did as well as what people thought about me.

This grew even stronger when I moved to Canada. There were so many reasons why I didn’t want to come but I knew, without a shadow of a doubt, that God was asking me to come to start up the charity in Canada. I knew that God had called me here. I was home. This is what I was made to do.

In Canada, I was defined by the charity. Everywhere I went people seemed to know who I was. My identity was easy. I was the Executive Director. God wanted me here, I was doing His work, I loved it. I was respected. I saw lives transformed. I was making history. But my identity was becoming more and more rooted in what I did and what people thought about me.

Fast forward a few years. I met my husband online, fell in love and got married. He lived over 500km away from me so there was a lot of commuting before I resigned and moved east.

Suddenly I found that I didn’t know who I was anymore. I’d stopped being the Executive Director of a charity I love. People here don’t know who I was or what I’d done. I was unemployed. “Who am I? A wife?” I had wanted to be a wife for so long and yet now that isn’t enough. I wanted to be a Mom but we were struggling with infertility. I am not a home maker! I only bake if I have to! Where is my identity? For the first time in over ten years I didn’t know who I was or why I was here. It felt alien to me. I was living in a beautiful city filled with lovely people but couldn’t see my purpose. And if I’m honest, I missed the admiration that came when I said I was an Executive Director.

So who am I?

Although I couldn’t see it, God had a plan. One of His gifts to me was the fact that I had enrolled on the Arrow Christian Leadership Program. We were given a bookmark with over 20 truths from the Bible about who I am. None of them are dependent on my job or lack of job, nor on my marital status, my level of education, nor whether I have children or not. They have nothing to do with my baking ability, my knowledge of popular culture nor whether I fit in with those around me. But they are all truths that the Bible says about who we are and who we become when we come to know Jesus as our Lord and Saviour.

I am (we are):

Fearfully and wonderfully made.
God’s workmanship.
Loved.
Chosen.
Rescued and bought at a great price.
A daughter of my Father in heaven.
Forgiven.
A new creation.
Free forever from condemnation.
A saint.
Righteous and holy.
Able to approach my heavenly Father with boldness, freedom and confidence.
Complete in Christ.
A temple where God lives.
A member of Christ’s body.
A joint heir with Christ.
A citizen of heaven.
An alien and stranger to this world.
An enemy of the devil.
Called to be a minister of reconciliation.
The salt of the earth and a light in a dark world.
No longer living for myself, but living by God’s strength for Him.

That is where my identity lies. And if you truly believe in Jesus, this is where your identity lies, too…even on the days we don’t feel it. We are God’s chosen and adopted children. And He loves us. Unconditionally.

Helen Reimer is passionate about social justice and always wants to fight for the underdog. She followed God’s call to move to Canada in 2013 to start up a charity. Now she is fighting for justice in the supply chains of the food and clothes that we buy.

Check out Helen’s blog: Jars of Clay.

Read the rest of Helen’s bio here.

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