What To Think

A few years back, I bought a blank journal so that I could write. I had thoughts of journaling what was on my mind, or what was bothering me. Maybe just what happened during my day. I thought about writing my life story, starting with the furthest back I could remember and going until present day. I thought about making it a prayer journal, or a journal about everything God had shown me in the recent weeks of my life. But, as I opened up to the first blank page, my mind became what I saw: blank. I had no idea what to write. I was no longer the girl I used to be, but not yet the young woman I strive to be either. In the hands where I used to think I held my plans for my future, I now held nothing. Except that journal. I didn't know how to fill it. Well, I could start by writing my name. I am Rebekah. My identity is in Christ. I am a daughter of the King. I am Forgiven of everything in my past and everything in my future. I am completely, unconditionally loved by my Father. I am cared for, thought of dearly, and truly blessed. I receive gifts I don't deserve, yet consequences I have to pay so  I can grow and learn. God has surrounded me with a loving family, supportive, caring friends, brothers and sisters in Christ. He is my strength, my rock, my fortress. He is my stronghold, my help, my joy. God lives in me. Why should I be afraid? Here, where God has placed me, He shines in me. I walk, reflecting His light. I speak, reflecting His light. Everything I do must be done for the glory of God. Only through Jesus, my Savior, can I do these things. It is not me, it is Christ living in me. Everything I am is because of Him. I, the straying sheep, was given a second chance. God sends storms, but the rain allows me to grow. I am new in Christ. I am a new creation. That journal I started.... I still don't know exactly what I will write in it. But that's alright. If I knew what I was going to write, what fun would there be in writing it?