"Who am I?"

While I was a teenager, figuring out "Who am I?" was not simple. It was an unwelcome question. At times I knew whom I wanted to be like, but that usually was quite different from who I thought I was. I would have preferred to have the question go away, but life forced the issue, insisting that I decide what I wanted to do in life, who I wanted to be.

Periods of change tend to be times when the question of identity commands our attention. A change of jobs, moving to a new area, marriage, divorce—these are events that seem to redefine us. They often rouse insecurity. We wish our identity wasn't transitory. People want roots, stability, something secure.

Our Christian calling
August 24, 1992

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