
Who am I? I know who people tell me to be. The smokin' hott wife. The Pinterest perfect mom. The articulate writer. The long-suffering friend. But much of the time, I am not. "Conform to this political ideology." "Believe this particularly theology." No matter what I choose, it's wrong, at least according to someone. So I ask again, Who am I? I am created in the image of the One who is I Am. So perhaps, instead of searching for who I should be, I need to remember who I Am. … [Read more...]











