In light of growing up in a christian home, going to christian schools and colleges and now working for a christian organization, I sometimes find I need to fight to remember the passion I have for my faith. Not to say I have considered leaving it for another. To whom else would I turn? Seeking another is not optional. Rather, having been so saturated by theology, doctrine, and scripture that I used to have to memorize for finals, I am weary that I will lose the aroma of the person of Christ that first captivated my heart.
What I have found to refresh and renew my heart’s affections is simply remembering who He is. Because in remembering who He is, I discover who I am. And in realizing my identity is not based on my own abilities or accomplishments but instead determined by His ownership of my soul, life and freedom are restored.