Julie Kenward
12-13-2008, 06:35 PM
How much of me is me?
How much is who I really am and how much is what's rubbed off on me over the course of the past 48 years? How much of what I think and feel is who God created and how much is the environment I grew up in leaving it's mark on me?
I've been asking myself these very questions for the past several years.
Little by little I've been able to pull off the masks and peel off the layers that this world has layed on me. I've got so much work left to do - so much to remember about who I once was - but I'm getting there. Slowly but surely I'm getting there.
I wonder if this is not the point of life? That we are to go through the spin cycle of the every day only to wake up one morning with an intense desire to get back to where it was we came from while still keeping all the experiences, love, and disappointments of our past? Is the point of all these days, weeks, years, and decades to take what we were when God made us, add in all the things life does to us and for us and then get back to who God made us to be - but with the new depth and breadth that can only come from living one's life?
I stand one year and one month away from turning 50 and I wonder tonight - How much of me...is me?
How much is who I really am and how much is what's rubbed off on me over the course of the past 48 years? How much of what I think and feel is who God created and how much is the environment I grew up in leaving it's mark on me?
I've been asking myself these very questions for the past several years.
Little by little I've been able to pull off the masks and peel off the layers that this world has layed on me. I've got so much work left to do - so much to remember about who I once was - but I'm getting there. Slowly but surely I'm getting there.
I wonder if this is not the point of life? That we are to go through the spin cycle of the every day only to wake up one morning with an intense desire to get back to where it was we came from while still keeping all the experiences, love, and disappointments of our past? Is the point of all these days, weeks, years, and decades to take what we were when God made us, add in all the things life does to us and for us and then get back to who God made us to be - but with the new depth and breadth that can only come from living one's life?
I stand one year and one month away from turning 50 and I wonder tonight - How much of me...is me?