When You Forget Whose You Are: Finding Christ in the Middle of Your Mess

Have you ever had one of those days where you catch your reflection-not in a mirror, but in your actions-and think, “That’s not who I wanted to be today…”?

 Yeah. Me too.

 There have been seasons in my life when my mistakes felt louder than my prayers. I’d show up to church, smile, nod, pass the bread and water, but inside? I was battling this quiet whisper that said, “You’re not enough anymore. Not after that.”

 And the worst part? I believed it.

 I forgot who I was. Or maybe more accurately, I forgot whose I was.

The adversary is really good at that, isn’t he? At convincing us that our worst moment gets to define us. That we are our failures, our backslides, our regrets. But that’s not how heaven sees us. That’s not how Christ sees us.

 If you’ve ever felt like your identity in Christ was slipping through your fingers because of something you’ve done-pause right here with me.

 And remember this: Christ’s identity is unshakable. And you are in Him.

In the temple, we covenant to take upon us the name of Christ. But sometimes I think we forget that it goes both ways. He also takes us upon Him. He engraves us...you...on the palms of His hands. You can’t slip from His grasp. Not because you’re holding tight enough… but because He won’t let go.

So when I feel lost, or ashamed, or unsure of where I stand with Him, I go back to the moments I’ve felt His love most clearly. I keep a journal of those thin places, times when I saw His mercy show up just for me. I open my scriptures and look for my name written between the lines. I talk to someone who sees the good in me when I’ve forgotten how to look.

 And I picture the Savior, not disappointed, not distant...but drawing nearer.

Maybe you’re there now, feeling like your mistakes have clouded who you are. But please know this:

 You are still His.

You are still worthy of redemption.

You are still part of the story heaven is writing.

 And identity in Christ? It’s not something you earn. It’s something you inherit.

 You are His.

 Even on the days when you don’t feel like it.

Especially on those days.