Our New Names| 31 Ways Our Identity is Found in Christ

In searching the Scriptures, I have found at least 31 ways our identity is found in Christ. Each day of each month, I focus and meditate on each new name that God has given me. Believe me when I tell you this friends, knowing our new names is empowering, encouraging, life-changing. I have been able to face some of my most difficult challenges bowing the knee to my Maker and accepting the names He has bestowed upon me.

IN CHRIST

1. I am chosen by God who thought of me before even creating the world (Eph. 1:4; 1 Thess. 1:4)

2. I am accepted by Christ to be in the holy presence of God (Heb. 10:19-22)

3. I am a Christ-follower, no longer submitting to the futile principles of this world (Col. 2:20)

4. I am empowered to do God’s work on earth through Christ who gives me strength

(Eph: 2:10; Philippians 3:14, 4:13)

5. I am a temple of God, a dwelling place of the Holy Spirit and my body belongs to Christ

(1 Cor. 3:16; 6:13-19)

6. I am a vessel of the love, power, and glory of God (John 17:26; Rom. 8:30; 2 Cor. 4:7)

7. I am a citizen of heaven, called to do a heavenly work on earth. (Philippians 3:20; Heb. 3:1,2)

8. I am a prayer-warrior, who is strong in the Lord and in the strength of His might

(Eph. 6:10-18; 1 Jn 5:18)

9. I am a child of the King who can cry out to my Father in heaven for all my needs

(Rom. 8:15; Gal. 4:6; James 2:5)

10. I am fully alive and can flourish in Christ’s Kingdom that will never end

(Matt. 6:33; Luke 1:32,33; Col. 3:3,4)

11. I am a child of God, my heavenly Father, and I will resemble Christ when He returns

(John 1:12; 1 John 3:1-2)

12. I am redeemed from the judgement and wrath of God which will come against sin.

(Rom. 5:9; Eph. 1:7,8; 1 Thess. 1:10)

13. I am Spirit-led, only following the voice of my Christ, my Savior (Jn. 10:4,11; Rom. 8:14)

14. I am assured, having a mind and heart guarded by the peace of God

(Rom. 12:2; 1 Cor. 2:16; Eph. 4:23; Philippians 4:7)

15. I am contented, having all my needs supplied by God (Philippians 4:19; Heb. 4:16)

16. I am devoted to Christ, having been both crucified and raised with Him to live for His glory

(Rom. 6:4; Gal. 2:22).

17. I am a saint, pure and blameless, having the righteousness of God

(Ephesians 1:1; 2 Cor. 5:21, Heb. 10:14)

18. I am delivered from darkness, having been transferred into the Kingdom of God's beloved Son

(Colossians 1:13)

19. I am forgiven of my sins by grace through faith in Christ (Romans 5:8; Eph. 2:8,9; 1 John 1:9)

20. I am a priest of God, proclaiming the truth of the gospel to the lost (1 Peter 2: 9, 10)

21. I am self-controlled, having been freed from enslavement to my sin nature

(Romans 6: 2-7, 20-23; Gal. 6:14)

22. I am the bride of Christ, who waits for His return (Ps. 45:10; Song of Solomon 4:7,8; Rev. 19:7)

23. I am a gospel-carrier, and have been sent to be a light in a dark world. (Matthew 5:14-16)

24. I am a new creation with a new heart that longs to please God

(2 Corinthians 5:17, Ephesians 4:24)

25. I am an over-comer and can live a life of faith in Christ who died and was raised again

(Jn 16:33; 1 Jn 5:4,5)

26. I am connected to Jesus and His love will overflow in me (Jn 15:5)

27. I am an heir with Christ, having been redeemed by Him and given an eternal inheritance

(Rom. 8:16,17; Col. 1:12)

28. I am beloved by God who gave His own Son to save me (Jn 16:27; Eph. 2:4-6; 1 Thess. 1:4)

29. I am secure, having been given a spirit of power, love, and a sound mind. (2 Tim. 1:7; 1 Jn 5:4,5)

30. I am free from the need to take revenge against those who have hurt me

(Romans 12:19; Revelation 6:10)

31. I am an ambassador for Christ, entreating the world to turn to Him before He returns

(2 Cor. 5:20, Rev. 21: 1-8; 22-27)

Feel free to copy and print your new names in Christ.

Next week, I will share the 30 Names of God that have helped me to trust in Him in all things.  

May you depend on the will of God, be confident in the Sovereignty of God, and obey the Word of God as you hold on to the new names He has given you to stand against all the world, the flesh, and the devil has to throw at you. He who calls you by your new names is faithful.

Every Day With Jesus

Here I am on my bunk at summer camp trying to read my Bible.  It was a King James Version, and to me, it was like reading a foreign tongue.  But, despite that, I read on.

I was thirteen years old and in earnest.  I wanted to know who Jesus is.  It's like I had an unquenchable thirst to be forgiven and free from the burden of my sin. 

The problem was, I was deathly afraid of God.  I knew He was there, He was everywhere.  I had sensed Him all throughout my life and known that He had rescued me from some pretty difficult situations.  But, I couldn't pray.  I just knew if I did, something terrible would happen to me.

It's like the situation in one of my favorite books,  The Chronicles of Narnia: The Silver Chair, by C.S. Lewis. 

Near the beginning of the book, Jill, gets pulled into Narnia.  Guilt-ridden after a terrible accident and at the same time, dying of thirst, she ventures upon a clear stream of water, but there was a lion blocking her way.  She would die if she didn't take a drink, but she might die if she did.  Was the lion safe?  She did not know.

Like Jill, that's how I felt about God.  Was He safe?  I knew He wasn't; He was as wild and unpredictable as a lion.  But, I had to go near Him to get to the refreshing water that would save me. 

The last night of camp, as the speaker gave the invitation to pray to receive Christ, I couldn't stand it any longer.

"For He made Him, who knew no sin, to be sin for us that we might have the righteousness of God in Him." (2 Corinthians 5:21)

I closed my eyes and envisioned Jesus on the cross, when He died for my sins.

And, after I prayed, I no longer had God-phobia.

It was gone.

I could pray to God my Father, in the name of Jesus Christ, and I knew that I was a forgiven child of God.

That year in school, I started feeling anguish in my heart for a boy that I teased.  He was from France and had a funny name.  A friend and I made fun of him the year before.  That's the extent of my bullying.  But, it was enough.  I didn't want to tease him ever again.  It was later on, as an adult, I was able to find him through facebook and apologized to him.  I'm not sure what he thought about that.  I don't think I was the only one who bullied him.

Then, there was the boy who bullied me.  He sat with me at the same table in homeroom in a shop class.  The next time he said a crude remark to me, I didn't feel ashamed or angry.  I looked right at him and shook my head, no.

It's as if I was saying, that's not you.  I think you'd make a better friend than enemy.  And, after that we were friends.  We played table football during homeroom for the rest of the year, and I remember those times with fondness.

As time wore on, however, I seemed to lose my connectedness with God.  I stopped praying, I gave up trying to decipher the King James Version of the Bible.  

As an adult, after college, after getting married, and after finding out I was pregnant with my firstborn, my faith was renewed.  And, it was in community.

Billy and I were invited to a Life Group that met in a pastor's house.  There were about six couples who met together to talk about passages in the Bible (in many different versions) and about following Christ daily, and then we prayed.  Something sparked inside of me during our prayer.  It's like my spiritual life was like a candle barely burning, but it was ignited to full flame in the presence and fellowship of other believers.

That was carried over into fellowship in women's Bible studies:

And, then in my own personal time alone every day with Christ.

And, so, I challenge you, my friends.  Do you know Christ? Do you have a fellowship that can fan into flame your faith?

I urge you to ask God to give you friends who know Jesus who can encourage you in your faith.

And spend everyday with the One who loved you so much He gave His life to save yours.

"The Lord your God is with you, he is mighty to save" (Zephaniah 3:17)

Sitting on my Duff: The Lost Art of Being

It all started when I was awoken in the middle of the night.  Not sure what woke me, but I looked up to find a spider dangling right above my head!

Needless to say, I rolled right out of bed and switched on the light.  To my dismay, the spider had vanished. Thinking my eyes were playing tricks on me, I hopped right back into bed and went to sleep.

The next day, I went about my usual business of busyness cleaning the house, taking care of the children, and checking e-mail. When I finally sat down for the day and that's when I noticed a bruise in the middle of my knee cap. At least that's what I thought it was.

The next day, the bruise had grown and had a white puffy center.  I was beginning to wonder if it wasn't a bruise. 

When I showed Billy, he had an appalled look on his face.  "How did you manage to get that?"

"I don't know.  I don't remember hitting it on anything."

"It looks bad. You need to go to the doctor right away."

Billy seemed to think it looked pretty strange, so I went to a walk-in clinic.

"Looks like a spider bite," said Dr. D.

My eyes grew wide.  The dangling spider...I wasn't seeing things...It bit me!

Then, I shuddered. And, it was still somewhere in my room.

"Draw an outline around it with a marker, take these antibiotics, and try to rest. It could be a brown recluse or even a black widow. Both are highly poisonous. Go straight to the ER if it spreads."

That kind of freaked me out. I drove home in sort of a daze.

As soon as I got home, Billy helped check the bed, but we couldn't find the spider. I tried to put my feet up and take it easy. But, boy was that hard!

There's so many things that needed to be done around the house, but everyone else has a different definition of clean and in general, the children just add to the mess rather than helping to clean it up.

The next morning, the redness had spread across the line of demarcation and a patch of dark purplish blood vessels appeared around the white puffy center.  It didn't look good.

So, I was off to the ER.

A nurse practitioner (not even a doctor) gave me an even higher dose of antibiotics and a big fat bill. Lovely. More antibiotics. My intestines were going to hate me for it. 

After giving Bright Girl a crash course in housekeeping, I was finally able to prop my leg up and relax.

And, this time, I did. I was able to catch up on some really good reading: The Giver by Lois Lowry and Surprised by Joy by C.S. Lewis.

I could just be still and allow the Lord to "search me and know my heart" (Psalm 139:24).  It was a good time of refreshment for me.

Funny, it takes a spider bite to get me on my duff.

The bite was still looking bad, so Billy decided to do a little research on spider bites:

According to Google and Wikipedia, there is no real good remedy for the bite of a brown recluse. They are usually not aggressive little spiders, the size of a penny, but if you sit on one, or lay down on one, it will bite. And, they are very poisonous. Sometimes the poison can even cause necrosis, or death of the affected tissues, and if it gets infected, gangrene, which means amputation.

Eek! I needed the antibiotic to work or some other treatment. I had been praying the whole time about the bite, but now I was begging, supplicating for healing or wisdom in treating the wound. 

Then, it dawned on me, it's the poison that is causing the problem. What if there was some way to neutralize the poison or draw it out.  I checked some natural websites and double checked with WebMD and sure enough, there was one home remedy that works that I've already been using for ant and mosquito bites: good old baking soda mixed with a little water.

The baking soda absorbs moisture and so it draws out the poison.  

Pretty simple.

And, it worked! I'm still taking the first doctor's treatment of antibiotics, just in case. And, that little time of respite has been good for my soul.

Something stood out to me that C.S. Lewis wrote why he preferred walking to places rather than quickening his pace with modern inventions such as the automobile in his autobiography Surprised by Joy,

"I possessed 'infinite riches' in what would have been to motorists 'a little room.' The truest and most horrible claim made for modern transport is that it 'annihilates space.' It does.  
It annihilates one of the most glorious gifts we have been given...Why not creep into his coffin at once? There's little enough space there."

In this fast-paced, tech-addicted, information age, I think we've lost the art of just being. It's considered wasteful and frivolous to take a break from work, turn off the phone, the computer and go for a walk and enjoy nature or just rest.

In cases of the under-responsible that may be true, but I have plenty of responsibility and probably more than I can handle.

Sometimes I need to just rest. 

So, when I find myself in a cleaning flurry, it's okay to slow down and sit down.

To take a break every now and then to get my bearings. 

And, when I rise, I will be present and strengthened and able to enjoy the life that the Lord has blessed me with--instead of just rushing through it!

"Let the beloved of the Lord rest secure in him, for he shields him all day long, and the one the Lord loves rests between his shoulders." (Deuteronomy 33:12)

A Taste of Florida

I'm a Florida girl born and raised. 

Never lived above sea level,

Never seen the change in seasons,

Never felt comfortable with that,

until now.

This past week in homeschooling, we've been studying Florida ecology and I for one, have found a greater appreciation for our state's unique and exquisite biodiversity.

The Pulitzer Prize winning author, Marjorie Kinnan Rawlings, writer of The Yearling, made her home here and fell in love with this land and its people.

Bright Girl and I read through The Yearling together and had a wonderful time looking up all the diverse flora, fauna, and food described in the book.

Like, what are cow peas, corn pone, and ham hock?

What is a flutter-mill (seen on the Disney film), a demi-john, and a feist?

And, what ever happened to the Florida Red Wolf?

Another good read for the younger children to tie-in with The Yearling is Lost in the Woods. Try to find the "wolf shadow" in the middle of the book.

For ecology, we studied the Indian River Lagoon Activity Book (which can be downloaded for free here), and it brought back sweet memories. 

It brought back fond memories of my sister and I wading into the Indian River, combing through the muddy bottom in search for clams. We picked them up using our toes, and then we'd have a clam bake for dinner with my dad.

A trip to the Brevard Zoo's Florida wildlife exhibit was next in order.

Now who are these silly sea turtles?

We were able to see a real live Red Wolf. These endangered species are very elusive; it kept dodging my camera.

But, finally, I got one good shot.

Then we encountered Florida Gators, the reptiles, not the men charging the 40 yard line in orange and blue!

Bright Girl got a good look at one,

I wondered if it thought she would make a tasty snack.

Gator tail is a "tailgating" appetizer now, but in The Yearling, it was smoked and made into dog food. Maybe in Old Florida, people didn't think it tasted just like chicken.

Check out the tail on this one...

This next animal is not native to Florida, but I couldn't help sharing:

Was this 'the end' of a fantastic week in homeschooling?

Not quite...

On the way back home, as we rocked out to "The Ballad of Jody Baxter" (an Andrew Peterson song inspired by The Yearling), we feasted our eyes on a brilliant Florida sunset.

After getting to know Florida a liitle better, I felt closer to my roots and thankful at last that God set me here that I might come to know Him. 

May we all come to appreciate the place where God has placed us that we may seek His face and do the unique work that He would have us do.

“...he determined the times set for them and the exact places where they should live. God did this so that men would seek him and perhaps reach out for him and find him, though he is not far from each one of us." (Acts 17:24-27)