So much of life in our culture has been reduced to role-playing, where people see themselves as detached from their own lives, mere actors rehearsing their lines and trying to hit their marks. At the same time, people crave identity. We often fall into the trap of thinking identity is something we create on our own, or else we take identity as something that is given to us and over which we have no influence. But identity in Christ is both a gift of his grace and a calling for us to live into. It encompasses all of who we are, all of our past, all of our relationships, all of our gifts, hopes, dreams, talents – everything about us – and points all of that into a holistic personhood where we find that our destiny is both union with God and becoming our truest self. In the end, these are inseparable.
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day
To the last syllable of recorded time,
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
– Shakespeare, MacBeth, V.5.2