I am reminded of a prayer Jonalyn Fincher taught us in her Ruby Slippers talk at a Talbot women's lunch last academic year. At this lunch, she had us write down as many self-descriptors as we could muster: characteristics, skills, jobs, relationships, sins. She then had us pray the list, by saying, "I am not _____." When we had completed our list, we finished the prayer, "I am a naked soul, standing before my Father, clothed in the righteousness of Christ."
Praying that prayer, I begin to understand something of who I am--not with the intellect only, but also with the affections--and that my identity (my true self) is understood only in a relationship of "humble courage before God" (as Kierkegaard would say).
As I examine my self this moment, it is clear that I only understand the barest outlines of my self and my God and that my own willfulness stands in the way.
God, help me.
Related Link: Nine Consolations, Rev. Thomas Brooks
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