Who I Am

One of my clients was struggling with damaging thoughts of negativity about herself that told her she was worthless, unloveable, and hopeless whenever she would experience negativity from others. I asked her to spend some to figure out who she really was. This is what she came up with...

I AM…

• Someone God gave a hug to
• Someone Jesus died for on the cross
• Someone Jesus went out searching for
• Someone who loves God
• Someone who loves the truth
• Someone who has put their entire hope in Jesus Christ.
• Someone God took into his own family, adopted (daughter redeemed by Jesus)
• Someone who knows Jesus as their Savior and God, not a mere teacher or man
• Someone who senses a lot within the emotional and spiritual realms.
• Someone who hears God in the desert (well, anywhere, really; but desert is special).
• Someone who chooses God over my family, in spite of the pain of their rejection of me on account of this choice
• Someone who mourns sin
• Someone who doesn’t have to prove anything to anybody (because Jesus proved HIMself worthy, Him alone).
• Someone God has healed three different times and ways, each a miracle:
  Of spiritual cancer: He gave eternal life to me when I was saved, He began cleaning me up inside, stopped my drinking and other destructive behaviors, gave me hope (1993)
  Of physical cancer: God told me my lymph nodes would be negative when I was diagnosed with a fast-growing and spreading type of breast cancer (1999). Lymph nodes were found to be negative after the surgery, no spreading, to the doctor’s surprise. It was the first time I’d really “heard Him” tell me something, and I began practicing “listening” to Him. All the doctors were somewhat negative about the prognosis for my type of cancer, in spite of the negative lymph nodes. I went to five different oncologists, trying to find someone upbeat! I had a dream where I was seeing a new doctor, bringing in all the lab work and tests, telling him how bad it was, how fast-spreading, how quick growing, how difficult to treat because it was resistant to certain cancer treatments (could not use tamoxifin or herceptin). I couldn’t see his face. He just sat there quietly, paging unhurriedly through the reports. Then he smiled and said, “This one is easy. It’s not a problem. This one’s easy to fix.” He wasn’t fazed at all, but was incredibly calm and confident, with no doubts whatsoever about His point of view, that it was factual truth. I woke up knowing it was Jesus in my dream. I am cancer free 9+ years later.
  Of emotional cancer: emotional and psychological abuse growing up. Now God has chosen to tackle my innermost pain and grief that has eaten away at me and eroded my inner self for about 30+ years, since childhood/teen years; healing the WHY’s of my addictions, revealing and treating PTSD, and correcting specific misconceptions I’ve had since childhood about myself, my family, my world, and a few about God Himself. He has drawn me into a deeper, intimate, dwelling, abiding relationship with Him. (2007-2008 and continuing).