A Powerful Identity

““Once you had no identity as a people; now you are God’s people. Once you received no mercy; now you have received God’s mercy.””
‭‭1 Peter‬ ‭2:10‬ ‭

Ah, kids.

Bless their hearts, they do say the darnedest things.

Today we had the chance to meet the newest residents in our school – a batch of baby fish. They spent time in the rocks as wee alevins with their yolk sac attached to their bellies. Now they are able to feed themselves – a huge step forward in their development.

They were ready to be viewed.

The littles loved watching them dart here and there, dark slivers in the cool water above a layer of rocks. They were animatedly discussing the relative speed of each one, discovering any lurkers in unusual places and delightedly making the acquaintance of a few brave fry who were testing out the surface of the water.

In a moment of relative quiet, a small voice spoke with fervour.

“I wish I was a fish.”

He shook his head mournfully, perhaps contemplating the many years of un-fishiness ahead of him.

And then, characteristic of the eternal optimist of a child, he was off onto his next adventure with a grin and energy to burn.

It got me thinking about our identity.

We learn early on who we are from our primary caregivers. They reflect to us our place, our belonging, our personality traits as they see them.

Then off we go to school, where we receive further revelations. Teachers and peers become new mirrors glancing off different slivers of who we are from different angles. Sometimes, our sense of self is reinforced and accurately modelled for us.

Sometimes, it is not.

‘Finding oneself’ is a big theme in our culture, and I think what it means is discovering just who we are.

The precious folks Peter was writing to here were a group of believers who were suffering intense persecution for their faith. Part of his assignment in writing to them was to encourage them, and give them hope.

Interesting that he touches on their identity as a part of this purpose.

See, reminding them that they are God’s people – no matter their colour or heritage or socio-economic status or occupation or gender or bank account – is going to anchor them in turbulent times. They belong. They matter to God. They are seen, loved, chosen.

In a day when they were displaced, homeless, jobless, grieving, to know that they can find their identity in Jesus would have been incredibly uplifting. Part of a powerful encouragement in this letter is the declaration of a powerful identity.

Do you know who you are?

Or are you stuck with your wishful thinking?

Belonging to the King of the Universe has a ring to it, don’t you think? I’d say that was a pretty powerful identity.

Drink in this powerful identity with me?

Father, when we accept You and Your lordship we find an entirely new identity, that of child of God! Help us to grasp how powerful that identity truly is. Give us a deeper understanding of how this belonging can impact our daily life. Amen.

Published by melodylowes

I am actually a bit of a mess. But in the mess, I’m finding security in knowing I am chosen, I am forgiven, and I matter. After uncovering a history of abuse in my past, I have done a lot of healing - and writing is one way I can invite you deeper into your own healing journey! I write devotionals about the complicated thing called life at growing-in-grace.ca, and my poetry is stashed at melodylowes.com. Pull up a chair and a coffee or tea and let's grow together!

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