The mid-life crisis. When I was growing up, it was the only identity crisis anyone made any kind of a deal about. It was the one some middle aged men had that caused them to buy a toupee and a ridiculous red sports car. They fooled no one. It arose from fear that life had passed them by, they had missed out on taking advantage of opportunity, and for a brief time, they would look and act ridiculous. While some of them went so far as to trade their wives in on younger models, most of them got over the crisis and after a time, sold the car, and settled back in.
These days, identity crises are on the rise and everyone seems to be susceptible. Some might even suggest they are at epidemic proportions. It’s as if we no longer know who we are… so we just give in to who we feel like we are, or who we would rather be. This seems like such a fluffy, all inclusive, comfortable way to allow people to live, but it is anything but that. In the end, this skewed view of our identities will bite us hard.
I read an article recently that told of a middle aged man who decided that he identified as a six-year-old girl and would live his life as that person. I’m not joking. I wish I was joking. In the comments section, precious few people were willing to speak to the obvious serious issues this guy was having for fear of being labeled as intolerant. So who’s more messed up? The grown man who wants to live like a six-year-old girl, or the people who think it is okay that he wants to live like a six-year-old girl?
How far are we willing to allow people to go before we address this epidemic? Countries such as Canada and Germany are leaving blank the sex determination on birth certificates when parents wish to let the child determine their sex later. They are going to let the child decide? Canada is considering it child abuse if parents refuse to allow their young child to transgender. How about we let the children decide everything, and we, as parents, can kick back see what happens?
Many in society are desiring to behave is if there is no blueprint for living, and it has become a free for all when it comes to determining our own identity.
Here’s the quite unpopular truth about identity. Our identity, every bit of it, is predetermined. I am probably not who you say I am. I am likely not even who I say I am. You can be wrong. I can be wrong. I am who God (who is never wrong) says I am. And who does He say that I am?
I am the Daughter of the Most High King. I am a Pearl of Great Price. I am created with a divine purpose and set apart for His glory. I was designed with clarity and intention with no detail left to chance or speculation. My identity was determined before the foundation of the earth, and it is wrapped up in the person of Jesus Christ.
God Almighty is the beginning and the end. He does not leave loose ends, and in Him there is no uncertainty. If we cannot believe in ourselves, we can believe in Him and who he created us to be. I know who I am because I know who I am in Christ.
If you don’t know who you are, get close to the One who made you. He loves to tell you all about you. You are precious to Him. He took time to design you, mold you, make you. He shaped your nose just so, and put those bright eyes in place with that special glint in them. He made you distinctly female. (Or He made you distinctly male… for the random male who made his way to this blog.)
What you feel does not determine who you are. God determined who you are. Some days I feel like I identify as a crazy woman. I, however, am not actually a crazy woman no matter what my opinion might be that day. I have the mind of Christ. How do I know this? God told me in 1 Corinthians 2:16.
We have to protect ourselves from the epidemic of identity crisis. Romans 12:2 tells us “Do not be conformed to this world, but be transformed by the renewal of your mind, that by testing you may discern what is the will of God, what is good and acceptable and perfect.” Conforming to this world will leave us in a heck of a mess. I mean look at the stuff going on and passing for okay. It’s not okay, and it’s okay to say it’s not okay. As a matter of fact, we have to say it. Folks need to know that on days when they struggle with knowing who they are… that they were designed by the God who knows them more intimately than they know themselves, and their identity is secure in Him alone.