Today, I am His Daughter

When I became a christian, I was the atheist who found Jesus.

When God pulled me out of my lowest and darkest hour, I was the one suicide did not conquer.

When God broke chains and strongholds over my sin, I was the drug addict who found redemption.

When I stopped trying to find my worth in relationships, I was the little girl who found her identity.

When I stopped running from my past, I was the weary soul who found rest.

When I ran from God, I was the one who found no escape.

When I served as a youth pastor alongside my husband, I was the wall the enemy crashed against trying to kill the next generation.

I’ve been a lot of things.

A prodigal.
A fighter.
A survivor.
A leader.
A servant.
A testimony of God’s grace.

But in this season, God is gently asking me to lay it all down.

Not because those things weren’t true.
Not because they weren’t important.

But because before I was any of them, I was His.

Today, I don’t need a title.
I don’t need a platform.
I don’t need a position.

Today, I am not what I’ve overcome.
I am not what I’ve accomplished.
I am not even what I’ve done for the Kingdom.

Today, I am simply His daughter.