These days I’m thinking about identity. Mine. And how to walk skillfully with others into fully discovering theirs. This is very important stuff as God speaks quite a bit about who He is and who we are in relation to Him. In fact, if we could learn to nail down those two things, I suspect most of our issues would work themselves out with a lot less drama. As a result, I am diving into powerful truth here, one that seems obvious in theory, but can be much more complicated as it works its way out in reality.
God speaks to me in my humanity. I know this because He not only made humans, He made me human. Which is a little different from being a human. One is an adjective, the other a noun. “That human over there has a heart.”(noun) “To be human is to have a heart.” (adjective) I’m talking about the adjective. God made us human. That means pain. Poop. Family joy and drama. Complicated emotions and desires. Limitations. Sin and its devastating consequences. Bodies and wonderful physical sensations. Food. Memories. Heartbreak. Not being able to stop smiling when you see something smile-worthy.
And when Jesus wanted to communicate His identity to us most clearly, He became not just a human, but human. Sharing all our human-ness. So we would understand and know Him, who isn’t. (Col. 1:15)
The longer I walk with Jesus, the more I find that the most vibrant, most life-giving, most satisfying and honestly, most supernatural interactions I have with Him flow from my humanity: when His divinity slams right into the middle of my humanity. My flesh. My heart. My reality. My mess and general messiness. My sin and all the damage it has wreaked in my life and others. And when I bring my human-ness to Him, with gut-wrenching honesty, with genuine humility, the craziest things happen: sanctification, spiritual fruit in my life, ministry to others.
While there is great power in a heart that longs for eternity, there is also great power in a life that is firmly and rightly anchored here and now on earth. This is where we live and this is where He meets with us. Who I am, who God has made me to be, what shaping events and forces Jesus has allowed and used in my life to lead me to where I am today…they are an intricate part of how I relate to Him. And my relationship with Him is everything.
I’ve often said, especially to the young university girls who some how keep ending up on my couch, talking about God’s will for their lives, “If you want to know where a road is going, look at where its been.” It is generally true of roads, it is generally true of people’s lives. Looking back can often provide powerful clues to where we are going. I-75 runs north-south. I-20 runs east-west. They may take a sudden dramatic turn due to a hill, body of water or another road converging, but they inexorably return to their original heading. Sometimes, with there always being exceptions, I think this is something of how our lives work as well. Who I have been and who I am provide a lot of clues to who I can become.
Of course, following Jesus leads us in a 180 degree turn from where our sin was leading us. But our sin isn’t the only thing leading us. God’s providence moves us all – in our families, significant relationships, nationality, place in history, personalities, giftings, dreams, education, experiences. (Acts 17:26-27) While Jesus leads us out of our sin, He also leads us into more of who He made us to be, in all its beautiful, multi-layered complexities. That is the journey of sanctification, maturity, discipleship, restoration, healing.
So I’m working through a series of thoughts I want to explore for a bit on the blog. They are some of the shaping forces that have made me who I am today: because out of that is where I meet with Him. Out of my humanity, my human-ness, that is where I meet Him. And while the truth I’ll be writing about is framed in my story, my hope is that you will find something of yours in it as well. Maybe you’ll recognize something God has placed in your human-ness, to point you to Him.
I’m going to start with my experiences of being an adult third culture kid and army brat. How I grew up has had some tremendous implications for what my present looks like. And, in true Deanna-fashion, I plan on doing it in a bit of a non-linear, hopefully creative and rather unexpected way. Hope you’ll come along for the ride.





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