Lost Identity

The more I thought today about being lost,
I wondered how much of this lost feeling is
a loss of identity.

Many titles have been given "given" to me in my 40 yrs.

daughter

child

sister

preacher's kid

student

smart mouth

friend

unhappy teenager

grader

girlfriend

singer

carousel attendant

hostess

best friend

camp staffer

motherless daughter

deli worker

office worker

fiance

student teacher

bride

wife

teacher

mother

child of God

children's pastor

worshiper

griever

mentor

Phew!

Just looking at the list makes me feel blessed...

and yet at this moment I don't really know what

my identity is at this moment.

Sure,

I still am most of those names to a certain extent,

but recently several of those titles have been removed.

And because of that, I'm not quite sure???

My head knows that I am blessed.

My head knows that I am loved.

My head knows that I am saved.

My head knows that I am surrounded.

These are verbs, not nouns...

I guess I'm realizing how much of my identity comes from verbs.

I'm not quite sure if that's right or wrong,

But, it's something that I'm understanding.

So when I no longer do the things that have given me identity...

my identity is gone, lost.

SO...