You Know Who You Are

Nothing delights me so much as seeing women pour life into other women or young girls. If you've ever seen a woman offer her story to another to say "this is ok, you're going to be ok, keep going, it gets better"

In recent years, I've gotten to do this a lot, because I have experienced some things in life that made me need some faithful women to come along side me and remind me of who I am. But I couldn't have done it without first getting a grip on ME.

When I first got married, there was a lot of things that got added into my life - and a lot I did not want or ask for. The drama swirled around and I lost my bearing, lost myself a good bit. I'd laid down a lot of coping skills with a job that overwhelmed me with stress, the drama and struggle of step-mom life with an birth mom who wanted nothing more than to disrupt the peace in our own home.

It became too much for me. Anxiety dulled my sparkle, depression started to crush my heart bit by bit. But I had several women who came along and spoke some truth and reminded me:

"Don't forget who you are."

I went to see Moana with one of those women. And midway through the drama, Moana's Grandma asks her "Moana, Do you know who you are?" She sings her response in a powerful statement when she finds herself and her strength. It's beautiful moment - she gets a grip on herself.

And then - the most beautiful thing happens - She helps someone else get a grip on herself in this scene:




So there I was watching this scene in the movie theater with my mom and nephew and started weeping in the beauty of the redemption one young woman, who KNOWS herself,  offers to another broken woman.

Honestly, it's just beautiful. These words - have been ringing in my head since that day:

I have crossed the horizon to find you..
I know who you are
They have stolen the heart from inside you
But this does not define you
This is not who you are
You know who you are
Who you truly are. 


How many women or men do you know who's heart has been stolen from them? I cannot count anymore. These women who define themselves from their heartache, from the past they cannot let go of. It IS NOT WHO THEY ARE.

Men, Women. Whether it's anxiety and depression like me, or a mental health issue, or just deep sadness, broken hardheartedness, illness, betrayal, rejection, fear - we are humans who need to be reminded that that we are not defined by the pain, the heart stolen from us. And sometimes it takes someone giving us back our heart to find our own way again.

I did.

I do still.

So let me tell you, if you're reading this. I'm holding out a beacon for you - and I'm singing this over you today.

I know who you are
They have stolen the heart from inside you
But this does not define you
This is not who you are
You know who you are
Who you truly are.

Don't forget who you are. You know who you are.