Whose Am I? Who Do I Belong To?
These are questions I forget to ask in moments of worry and emptiness. But I think they’re important—especially for Christians. Knowing whose we are is integral to how we fight our battles.
Lately, I’ve been feeling empty. I keep questioning whether I’m good enough or capable in the things I pursue. It’s sad—because it’s always been a challenge for me to keep my energy and mood up. And honestly, for the longest time, I’ve just “lived with it.”
But choosing to live with it… that’s not right either. I know deep down that anxiety isn’t mine to carry. I wasn’t made to live in sadness, grief, and worry. I was made to live with light. With hope. With joy.
Still, it’s a struggle.
Sometimes I wonder how it must feel to wake up and just… be a kid again. To go back to factory settings: happy, content, and taking life one day at a time. My childhood wasn’t perfect—but I didn’t know much back then, and that unawareness gave me hopeful mornings. I miss that.
Now, as an adult—more so, as a Christian adult—I look forward to mornings that are joyful. They don’t come often, but when they do, I truly cherish them. And when they do come, I try to pause and thank Jesus. I pray that I never take those light-filled moments for granted.
Knowing whose we are is such a comfort. It reminds me that life isn’t something I have to figure out on my own. My steps are already laid out—I just need to walk them. I won’t lack strength.
Just like in Nahum 1:7
“The Lord is good, a refuge in times of trouble. He cares for those who trust in Him.”
That verse reminds me that I belong to a God who deeply cares. He’s strong, He’s constant, and He truly loves.
I just wanted to share this because I’m speaking life over myself. Lately, I’ve been feeling discouraged—like I’m on autopilot. A little robotic. But God is good. He stirred my heart enough to write this, and I pray that if you’re reading it, it brings a little light your way too.
God is good. Always.