I struggle with looking on the past, wishing I had made different decisions, and feeling stuck I cannot change the past. In high school, I struggled most with my decisions about food. Two years ago, the very permanent tattoo I got in the Philippines. This year, I was stuck on words spoken or withheld, actions done or left undone. I continually asked myself, “Why did you make those decisions, Abby?”
I have dug and dug into my heart, searching for understanding. In the digging, the Lord has revealed much on different trails. But I think what the Lord wants me to see is at the convergence of the trails is the treasure of Himself and the truth I am His. He knit me together in my mother’s womb. Because of Christ, I am loved and accepted forever by my Father. He calls me Daughter. Through all of my decisions, through all of my sin, and through all of my growth, He extends grace and forgiveness, graciously transforming me into the perfect image of Christ. He is the Redeemer. He lovingly holds my life in His safe hands, promising me all things work together for my good and His glory.
I like to take selfies to remember certain days. Every year on my birthday to celebrate another spin around the sun. On days I find special victory in Christ. On random Tuesdays because I ran the race for another day. One night this spring, I looked through my selfies. I realized all of the selfies became the person looking at them.
This self-portrait of 30 selfies reminds me of my identity as God’s daughter, by His gracious and sovereign hand I am becoming who I am, and all of His promises are “yes” in Christ.
“But when one turns to the Lord, the veil is removed. Now the Lord is the Spirit, and where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is freedom. And we all, with unveiled face, beholding the glory of the Lord, are being transformed into the same image from one degree of glory to another. For this comes from the Lord who is the Spirit” (2 Corinthians 3:16-18).
la vida de frida 