A Chosen Daughter

The changing of life seasons can be joyous and yet there are some that can be difficult. I have discovered in this season of my life I am having a hard time finding who I am or finding my place I should say.

I am a mom, a title which will never change. However, my role has changed since both my girls are grown. No more running after children, homework, sporting events or sleep overs.

I am a grandmother who is blessed to witness joy in life through the eyes of my grandchildren and a newfound love that cannot be measured.

I am a sister whose goal growing up was to make my younger siblings lives miserable with my constant grief- giving as the eldest. Now we are more than siblings. We are friends with a bond that cannot be undone.

I am a child, no matter my age, who shares my mom's beautiful strength and my dad's compassionate heart for the sick.

I am a friend who cherishes my deep-rooted relationships; those filled with loyalty, love and respect.

But when I look in the mirror and strip away all those titles, I ask myself, .......

Who am I?

Where is my place in life?

Have you ever wondered your place when life changes? When the children have grown and gone, siblings scattered in different states, parents are moving towards their golden years, and what once was no longer is?

As I question, Jesús tells me exactly who I am.

But Lord you never question your worth and I do............

Genesis chapter 1 verse 27." I have created you in My very own imagine."

But Lord I look like a piece of pottery with too many cracks to fill......

Psalm chapter 139 verse 14. Know that you are fearfully and wonderfully made.

Why Lord? I have allowed so many things throughout life to have a place in my life that is not of You........

Isaiah chapter 49 verse 16. Your name is written on the palms of My hands.

As many times as I may fall in life, do you mean absolutely nothing Lord?

Romans chapter 8 verse 35. Nothing will ever separate you from My love.

I am a woman created in His very own imagine, fearfully and wonderfully made whose name is written on the palms of His hands, having nothing to ever separate me from His love.

Ephesians chapter 1 verse 5.

I chose and adopted you to be My daughter through faith in Jesus Christ.

I am a chosen!!

Through every season in my life, my title's responsibilities will vary and change, who I am in God will not.

My place and who I am rests in Him.......

A Chosen Daughter.

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