You remember that girl in middle school who could barely look up to say hello without stumbling over her words or her face turning cherry red....the girl who you could just tell lacked confidence and struggled with insecurities just by the sight of her...the girl who allowed fear to debilitate her and hold her captive?
This girl I am describing was me.
While many could never imagine or comprehend this "version" of Erin-Rae, it is merely a testament of God's transforming power in my life.
This is perhaps the most vulnerable I have been on my blog, but I felt prompted to share this with you today. I am learning that there is a distinct difference between transparency and vulnerability. You see, transparency is merely sharing things that one is thinking about or reflecting on, but vulnerability is allowing others to see deep into our hearts where struggles and imperfections reside. There is power in weakness, because this is where God proves himself strong in our lives. I want people to see my humanity. I want people to see that this light...this strength...this power is not a result of motivational tapes or self-improvement books. This is a direct result of my God inhabiting my heart and soul. Because without Him, I am just a girl named Erin-Rae. But with Him, I am complete...a daughter of the most High King.
Here's my story:
I came from an incredibly loving and godly home. I was surrounded by friends and family who loved me beyond measure. I had every reason to be a confident young woman and yet I found myself in the opposite position. Never once did I harm myself physically. It was all internal--an emotional battle that I let very few people know about. I was afraid--afraid of failing, afraid of speaking, afraid of people and what they thought of me, afraid of everything. I was entangled in a thread of lies that told me I could never be a leader...never be strong. I never lost my ability to show kindness to others, but because so many assumed I was a shy person, I automatically believed that that was just who I was. The more lies I believed, the more my mouth closed up as if the enemy was sewing it shut.
These struggles continued until my freshman year of high school when a dear friend passed away. The grief seemed impossible to bear, but through the long and painful healing process, God revealed something to me about time: We may never know how long we have with people, but this should give us all the more reason to live our lives in service to others. From that point on, I never treated people the same.
As I traveled to El Salvador, Nicaragua, and other locations within the U.S for outreach and missions throughout high school, I quickly began to realize that God was reshaping the way I perceived myself, but in a way I would have least expected. Yes, His Word was breath in my lungs and His presence remained through all those nights I would quietly cry myself to sleep. But it was actually the moments of serving others that I began seeing myself differently. In other words, it was the moment I started looking up, that God helped me find my identity.
For so many years, my vantage point was limited due to the position of my head. All I saw was myself and my own insecurities. I may have learned every stitch, every curve, every design on my tennis shoes, but I failed to see the desperation around me. Disappointed that I had missed so many opportunities, I decided that some things needed to change. I began to learn the enemy's schemes. I knew that he would never be able to tempt me in the typical ways, but he would certainly do everything in his power to destroy me mentally and emotionally. He didn't want me to discover who I really was or all that God had for me. He didn't want my smile to be seen. He didn't want me to speak because he knew that this voice was meant to uplift and encourage and direct people to Christ.
I was no longer okay with the enemy bullying me around, so I began to fight back! The more truth and promises I believed, the more I spoke up, the more people I encouraged, the more love I expressed....the more I understood who God had designed me to be. To this day, I still struggle with confidence, but I am quicker to quiet and defeat the voices that I know are not true. God has not equipped us with armor intended for the shed, but rather for the battlefield. Do I believe in spiritual warfare? Absolutely. But do I believe we have victory over these powerful forces? Without a shadow of a doubt.
"Finally, be strong in the Lord and in his mighty power. Put on the full armor of God, so that you can take your stand against the devil’s schemes. For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms."-- Ephesians 6:10-12
If I have learned anything from this process, it is that discovering our true identity and God's purpose for our lives is a lifelong process. God wants to continue to redefine who we are and expand our capacity through different experiences--stripping us of the identity we have made for ourselves so that he can show us who he really created us to be. He wants to enhance and remodel our hearts in preparation for the journey ahead. I am grateful for the things I went through. Not because they were easy, but because they were like growing pains--essential for development and spiritual maturity.
Now, instead of looking down at my sneakers, my head is up. Not because I am the most confident person in the world nor am I the prettiest or most intelligent, but because I know my worth is found not in man, but in my Father in Heaven. I ended up graduating college with a Communications degree (confronting my fear of speaking and learning that I have a voice) and am now pursuing a Masters in Business Administration (confronting my fear of leadership and learning that God may have more in store for me than I realize).
So I leave you with this...
Keep your head up, because people need to see that smile and hear that voice. It was meant to change the world one life at a time.
"Let us not become weary in doing good, for at the proper time we will reap a harvest if we do not give up."--Galatians 6:9




