I have recently begun reading a book called Ruby Slippers by Jonalyn Grace Fincher, which explores what it means to live authentically with the redeemed soul of a woman. At the end of the prologue, there is an interesting prayer and reminder of the most important thing. Here is the author’s:
I am not a wife, a daughter, a niece, a sister. . . . (your relationships) I am not a philosopher. . . (your training) I am not a writer. . . (your job) I am not fun, enthusiastic, motivated, organized, disciplined, creative. . . (your gifts) I am not bossy, demanding, impatient, stubborn, judgmental . . . (your failures) I am none of these.I am a naked soul clothed in the righteousness of Christ.
When I read this, it struck a cord with me. It seems that most of us, definitely myself included, are often looking for an identity to wrap around ourselves, and striving to find something to prove our worth. To systematically strip this off by being reminded of the essence of our unpretentious and “unperforming” selves seems to me a very healthy spiritual practice.
Here is mine: (I used her skeleton and put in my personal specifics.)
I am not (primarily) a wife, mother, daughter, and friend. I am not a counselor. I am not a homeschooling mother. I am not compassionate, creative, bright, insightful, bold. I am not grumpy, depressed, impatient, angry and tired. I am none of these. I am a naked soul clothed in the righteousness of Christ.
Why don’t you write one of your own?