I am a 2 on the Enneagram, a melancholic-phlegmatic and an INTJ. When it comes to learning, I am a visual and kinesthetic learner whose top intelligences are music and interpersonal. On the right brain/left brain test I land dead center. According to Strengths Finder, my top 5 strengths are Empathy, Individualizer, Developer, Belief and Relater. My primary love language is quality time, and my spiritual gifts are shepherding and teaching.
None of these things define me. You can know what all of these things mean without actually knowing me.
At various points in my life, I wanted to be a police woman, a pianist, a Broadway singer, an accountant, a hair stylist, a math teacher and a social worker. I am none of those.
I have won awards for English, singing, grades and art. (The art award was in kindergarten, but I won.) Only one of those things is still a major part of my life.
Awards, dreams, tests and labels never provide the whole picture.
I was knit together in my mother’s womb, created in the image of God and designed to do good works. I was also born a sinner into a sinful world. My natural inclination was (and is) to veer off of God’s perfect plan for my life. I look for shortcuts, get tired and envy other paths. I want to do things my way.
The only way to reconcile the two is with the gospel. What defines me (or what *should* define me) is my relationship with my heavenly Father. In His eyes, I am a beloved daughter, an adopted heir and a forgiven soul.
To be defined by anything else is to believe the lies of hell. Success, popularity, accomplishments, failures, relationships and career choices are simply tools; they are not identities. Your athletic prowess, financial genius, scholastic achievement and physical appearance can change in an instant. Who will you be then?