We recently bought a used car which required me to withdraw several thousand dollars from the bank. The counter attendant asked for my debit card and driver’s license for identification. She handed me a thick envelope of money, and I quickly put it in my pocket, feeling like I was in a mafia movie, and headed back to work. The transaction was complete.
A couple of hours later, I went to buy my brother a birthday gift, and I realized I had no debit card and no driver’s license. Ugh! Isn’t that the worst feeling? Where could I have lost it? I went back out to my car, checked my wallet, retraced my steps from breakfast, rechecked my wallet, looked under the seats, and then finally went back to the bank only to be shown that what I was looking for had been on my person the whole time. The attendant had put my ID and debit card in the envelope with the cash.
Has this ever happened to you? How about something similar?
Isn’t it easy in moments of chaos, confusion, or when we are pressed on all sides to forget our identity?
God often uses moments like these as examples for other things in my life. That day I lost track of a couple of pieces of plastic, but how often do I lose track of who God says I am? More importantly, how often do I forget whose child I am? The Bible says that
I am adopted into royalty. It also said that I was bought with a price. Ransomed.
“I will be a Father to you, and you will be my sons and daughters, says the Lord Almighty.” 2 Corinthians 6:18
“For there is one God, and one mediator between God and men, the man Christ Jesus; Who gave himself a ransom for all. 1 Timothy 2:5-6
I am grateful for the reminder of my identity and all the extra steps on my Fitbit this week. I needed them both.
We will get through this together!
In his service and at yours,