One Role

It was a lovely afternoon. I was spending time with my grandson Nolan. He was two years old. We started looking at pictures of animals on flash cards. I was amazed he knew so many of them. When I showed him a cow, he said a cow. When I showed him a horse, he said a horse.
It was like this for me when I discovered my identity. After one of my sessions with Jana, she gave me an assignment. She said, "I want you to take a piece of paper and fold it into eighths. In each space, I want you to write a different role. Underneath each role, describe what that looks like".
Before our next session, I worked on this assignment. I folded the paper. As I began working on the next part of the assignment, a light bulb went off. I realized I have one role. ONE. I am a daughter of the King, a follower of Jesus. This was a huge revelation. I am not sure I even knew what identity was before this.
God determines who I am. Whether I am a mother, mother-in-law, friend, wife, etc. I still have one role. When I know who I am, I will live as God wants me to. To discover this was a game changer for me.
On that day, I could have answered something different. I sensed God wanted me to know who I was. I became concerned for everyone. It was crystal clear that everyone needed to know their true identity.
I asked Jana, “What if someone does not know their true identity?”.
She responded, “They can choose to be whoever they want to be.”.
I was saddened anyone would want to be anything other than who they were in Christ.
At another appointment, she asked, “If you had a Rescue Kit, what would go in it?” My response was, “Do I need a Rescue Kit?”
I keep a notebook and pens in my car. They are accessible so I can jot down thoughts.
After some time passed, I accumulated different thoughts.  
I would refer to them frequently because they kept me grounded in my identity. It was then I realized these could go in my Rescue Kit.
I gathered them in a pile and took them to our next appointment.
I told her, "I think I know what goes in my Rescue Kit.". I showed her all the pieces of paper. She was excited to see the finished project.
I transferred them into a spiral notebook I got at Walmart for eighteen cents. Some of them were taped in, and others were handwritten.
I would read this cover to cover as days followed. After this, I would go to Jana for tune-ups from time to time. I would share a scenario, and she would say, "I think you need to spend some time in your Rescue Kit."
That notebook is tattered. Some pages are hanging by a thread and the front and back cover is off. The truths are the same.
Here are a few thoughts from my Rescue Kit:
Take captive EVERY thought and make it obedient to Christ.
2 Corinthians 10:5 – pause, examine my thoughts. Am I believing lies? Change those thoughts to truth.
When I was being knit together in my mother’s womb, God placed his image in me. Psalm 139:13, 14.
My value and worth were settled before I was born. Nothing and no one can change that. God determined this. It is finished.
As a follower of Christ, I am forgiven and cleansed. God went to the cross for all my sins, past, present, and future. My past doesn't define me.
Jesus allowed me to see He is Truth. He is my rescue!
When I forget who I am, when my thoughts tell me lies, I run to God because He is a good daddy. He wants what is best for me.