Before I could write this blog for the first time I had to think of a name for it. My husband Roger came in this morning, when I was grappling with something quite different, and suggested a name “The Bakery”!
He knows that I love to bake. He also loves to eat! And we are both attracted to the baker’s shelves with all that fresh bread on display. So many different types…I can almost smell the aroma now.
I love to write. Recently it’s been mostly poetry. I’m not claiming excellence but it’s a creative blessing to express myself in words. And most of these poems actually rhyme. Rhyme is a heaven sent gift. It comes out of the blue and often unexpectedly. This morning I was wondering about my own identity as I woke up. I’m now in my 70s so there’s a lot to look back on. And I don’t look the same any more. In fact I’ve had some major identity changes in my life. So, struggling a bit, I got myself an early morning mug of tea and sat down. And then the poem arrived. Bit by bit. As if the different ingredients were being added to the mix for some fresh bread.
(I’m sorry if you were hoping for a recipe. This is a different sort of bread! Another day, perhaps…)
Identity Who shall I be and to whom? A woman who enters the room Who will they see? Will it be me? The one that they've seen on their Zoom Long ago I was me in my skin Accepted. Not troubled within But today I'm not sure, if I'm me any more Who am I and how to begin? The reset is here - so they say Is that why I'm feeling this way? Are we all going through, yes, both me and you An identity change in our day? The world has been turned upside down What's upper once used to be down! And truth is now lies, and lies are the prize For those who today get "life's crown" And yet in my heart I still know That goodness and mercy, they follow The one who knows You, for You will stay true When everything else becomes hollow So it's all about who they will see When I present simply as me For if You are in me, and I am in You You're really the One that I'll be...
I know, that because I owe my true identity to the One who saved me and loves me unconditionally -Jesus Christ – that there are keys to being restored and feeling whole again. And the real key is knowing that I’m now in His identity. But to live that out I must choose to live daily in Him.
John’s gospel chapter 15: verses 1-11 in the Amplified version of the Bible were very helpful to me this morning.
The Bakery 