Many years ago, we moved to Ft. Lauderdale when my husband was transferred. I was at the bank filling out forms to open a checking account, when I was confronted with a new reality. “Address: None” (none yet...we had a contract on a house, but were still living in a hotel). “Employer: None.” I was also newly pregnant.I reviewed my status: unemployed, pregnant, and no home. At least I wasn’t barefoot. Then I realized I was tying up my identity in what I did, not in whose I was. Even though my employment status, address, and family status had just changed, I had been, and still was, a Daughter of the King.
The truth is, anyone including stay-at-home moms can depend too much on what they do for their identity. That’s because we’re tempted to identify ourselves by what we do. I was a student, then a Bank Auditor. Now I am a wife, home-schooling mom, and photographer. Through the years what I do has changed. But the foundational part of my identity is that Jesus loves me and died to make me His child.
~ Adrea Thomas
“For you did not receive a spirit that makes you a slave again to fear, but you received the Spirit of Sonship. And by him we cry, ‘Abba, Father.’ The Spirit himself testifies with our spirit that we are God’s children. Now if we are children, then we are heirs—heirs of God and co-heirs with Christ.” Ro. 8:15-17a
“For you did not receive a spirit that makes you a slave again to fear, but you received the Spirit of Sonship. And by him we cry, ‘Abba, Father.’ The Spirit himself testifies with our spirit that we are God’s children. Now if we are children, then we are heirs—heirs of God and co-heirs with Christ.” Ro. 8:15-17a








