Today, as the world celebrates the International Day of the Girl Child, I’ve been thinking about identity. About the many names we grow into and the many titles we carry along the way; woman, wife, mother, leader, creator, mentor, and many more. They’re all beautiful, but none of them truly define who I am at the core. Nwa…
Beloved Daughter
Hey sweetie, let me remind you. Before you started answering to all the names people call you now, you were already called Daughter.
Somewhere between growing up and growing older, we often forget that simple truth. We chase relevance, we strive to prove ourselves, we try to wear everyhat role with grace. Yet, the fact remains that before the world named us anything, God named us His own.
And that, right there, is our truest identity. We are more daughter than anything else.
May we not forgo remembering who we are. No other name given to us stands more permanent than that name. No other title we carry will surpass that one. No other calling is greater.
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| This was a birthday portrait of me resting in my truest identity. |
Hey sweetie, let me remind you. Before you started answering to all the names people call you now, you were already called Daughter.
Somewhere between growing up and growing older, we often forget that simple truth. We chase relevance, we strive to prove ourselves, we try to wear every
And that, right there, is our truest identity. We are more daughter than anything else.
May we not forgo remembering who we are. No other name given to us stands more permanent than that name. No other title we carry will surpass that one. No other calling is greater.
