How do we identify?
I was having a conversation with on Thursday with my supervisor,
We are at the end of a verrrrrrrrrrrrry crazy fiscal year and she made a comment that stuck with me all weekend…
She said, ‘I am identified by my job and my outside life. What gets so many people in trouble is that they only identify with this job.” As I drove home I thought about that and realized that in no way did I identify myself with my job, or any other superficial thing,
The only way anyone will find out from me what I do is if they ask,
That is true of most things about me, where I went to school.
What my husband does, etc.
In the course of a general conversation,
It just doesn’t work it’s way in…
Never has…
Even when I was younger and more ambitious…
I have been a bit more forthcoming since starting to write…
But not by much…
Talking to friends and families,
I asked then how did they identify and many said the same thing as my supervisor…
I discovered that the older they were the less likely they were to identify with what can be seen…
So I asked, “What do you guys think I identify with.”
Without skipping a beat a several said, “Your heart.”
Immediately I knew that was true,
I love my life and am pleased with my accomplishments…
But at the end of the day, I know that when God takes me out of here…
The folks who I loved and who loved me will not attach one title to me…
Or say anything about my accomplishments…
My prayer is that they will say what was said that day…
“She was known by her heart…”
I can live with that.
angelia
