Who We Are

Even though 2024 is off to a rougher start than usual in the Roney house, it helps me to remember who God says I am, and who God says He is. For me, this comes from listening to the worship songs from when I first became a Christian in the late 90s and early 2000s. I found an old CD flip case in the garage a few weeks ago, with dozens of worship CDs I had forgotten about but my soul hadn’t. Although I normally want peace and quiet in the rare moments by myself, lately I've been listening to these old gems. I can't say my kids appreciate them, but my heart needed to remember, and my soul needed to worship. 

More often, I need to remember that beautiful season when I fell in love with the Lord and when He called me to Himself. During this time, my understanding of who He was, and who I am in Him, was crystal clear. I am reckless to forget this, because when my soul is set to adore Him, I am empowered to be who He created me to be. 

And here, in this window-smudged, dish-piled high, home of many, as we walk out who we were made to be, everyone around us can be more of themselves as well. My son with dysregulation and poor impulse control, is free to be himself. My daughter, who is nonverbal and in diapers, is free to enjoy exactly who she is. When we remember who God is and live it out, everyone around us is appreciated for who they are too. If God is who He says He is, and I am who God says I am, there is grace enough to love people exactly where they are in their own journey. 

I want to live as a woman who adores God, understands who He made me to be, and releases others to walk in the freedom of who God so perfectly made them as well. Identity, self-esteem, and generosity of spirit towards others all seem to stem from this: remembering who God is, and who we are in Him.