I grew up thinking that everyone had a Spanish speaking set of grandparents and a set of English speaking grandparents. I had no idea, that I was in fact a "halfer” until I moved from a private Christian school to a public junior high. At that point, I vividly remember a well-meaning teacher telling me that I was Mexican because that was what my last name was. (Keep in mind back then there was no politically correct police) Through the years, I have embraced many identities. I am a diabetic. I am a wife. I am a mother. I am a daughter. I am a daughter-in-law. I am a niece. I was a grand daughter. I am a Christian. My identity has always correlated to the circumstances in my life. Who am I today?
If you will journey with me, we will see how my life changes, as I seek to be average by the world, but great in God.
I remember growing up in south San Antonio I was 13 before I realized their were lots of "white" people in the world. I always thought till then I was a minority. I look forward to reading about your discoveries. You are also a sister in Christ and heart to me!
ReplyDeleteLove this! I think identity plays such a role in so many seasons of life...I've noticed the ebb & flow of my passion about the identity has changed as I "grow up". I think that in my young motherhood I had to "find" my identity again in some ways...the discovery of the identity God has given me has always been a good thing, though so many changes can be difficult to grasp at times. ;-)
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