Am I Who I Think I Am?

Yikes!! It has been embarassingly long since I put on a new post. (The date this is posting is wrong...it's actually June 16th!) Well, that's not to say I haven't been thinking about it...is that good enough? :) hehe

The thing I've been thinking about for a couple of weeks now came about sort of out of the blue. My husband & I were watching TV and he was making fun of some commercial that was on and said, "Are you who you think you are?" That question has just been rolling around in my brain since...which would be exactly what the commercial people want, but frankly I have no idea what the actual commercial was even for!!

Am I who I think I am?

Are you who you think you are?

I feel like by now I'm getting to know myself pretty well. Yeah, sometimes I can still surprise myself, but for the most part I'm able to predict how I would react in a certain situation or what I would think about a certain topic. But...and here's the kicker...is the way I view myself the same way other people perceive me? And does it really matter?

Well, I can feel that I'm the sweetest little ol' gal that ever wuz deep down inside, but if I didn't come across that way to others then am I really? Also, that can go vice versa in that I could be a complete groucho in my heart and thoughts, but always put on a smiley face and dish out compliments. Who would I really be then?

My hope is that I can be honest with myself and honest with others and let my true self be the one that comes through (I feel inspired to sing right now... just let your true colors shine through, let your truuuuue colors, don't be afraid to let them show... HA! lol). Only in being honest with myself and others will the person I think I am be the person everyone else sees. Hope that makes sense.

The other thought that I have been chasing around in my head with this topic is, "Am I who God thinks I am?" By that I mean, do I see myself as God sees me? This is especially important if I'm having a bad day or struggling with self-esteem (and we know that we all deal with this at times).

What I have gotten out of this question is that when I feel like I'm just a spit out piece of chewing gum I need to remember, "Yeah, but how does God see me?"

He sees me as his child who is greatly loved.

He sees me as his treasured possession.

He sees me as worth the cost of sending his only Son to die for me.

Pause, and calmly think of that!