I’ve learned that my past typically has some bearing on what I do and how I do what I do. But I have a tendency to allow my past to define my present, and in turn, my future. That’s not the way things were meant to be. When I gave my life over to Christ, I became new.
What they did to me–does not define me. What she said about me or to me–does not define me. That job I didn’t get and the job I do have–none of those things define me. Only God has the power to define me, even when I look to other people or my job description to tell me my worth instead.
But my worth is not based on a creation, it is based in a wonderful Creator. My Creator made me new, and He wants to me to walk in His ways free from the burdens of my past. It’s not that my past isn’t there, it’s just that He carries it for me. But I am responsible for the decisions I make in this new life He’s given me.
God always gives me a choice, and sometimes (far too often, really), I make the wrong choice. I let the old pieces of my life try to work their way into the puzzle that is my new life. And you know what happens? Mess. A huge stinking MESS. Because those old pieces don’t fit my new life no matter how I move them or how hard I try to shove them into place.
I used to hate it when people told me to just take things one day at a time (I’m a planner and you can’t plan your life in just one day, you know?). But now I’m beginning to see that living a new life requires a new day, everyday. As my eyelids close for the night, so yesterday becomes my past.
There are moments in the past, decisions, that help shape the people we become. But they do not have to define us. They do not have to wreck our future. So here’s to letting go of what lies behind, and loving the life He’s put in front of me now, and reaching for what lies ahead in eternity.