Unexpected pleasures are some of the best. Yesterday I had such an awesome day with Dennis. We set off to spend time at a local coffee shop to catch up on our week. Enjoying Americanos, sharing a cinnamon chip scone and listening about God's work in our lives was a spontaneously fun time. I love these moments. It is so amazing when we find God just hanging out with us. Looking for His touch of grace in our days makes for thankful hearts.
I must admit that even though I knew my soul desperately needed this time of sabbating, a battle raged in my head of all the reasons I should not take this rest. It is extremely hard to seperate ourselves from the identity that the culture forces on us and that we embrace in order to find self-worth. We find identity in our jobs, our homes, our bank accounts, our kids, our social clubs and functions, our strengths, our education, our body...you name it and we can draw identity from it. Unfortunately none of these sources last or fill us in deeply meaningful ways.
God's love is the real source of identity...mainly because we can't fool Him with our facade. But He loves us with our messiness. His love is our identity. His grace, His joy, His peace...is ours. I love these words that Robert S. McGee says in "The Search For Significance." He states that as Christians we are "...deeply loved, completely forgiven, fully pleasing, totally accepted and complete in Christ." This is who I am. This is my identity. This is me. Nothing, absolutely nothing this world has to offer can replace this identity.
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