The single greatest revelation I had as of late, and I would like to share it.
For years, one question kept popping up in my mind whenever I felt my lowest. "How do I give my all to the lord?" Overtime, I had assumed that giving my all meant I sacrificed my time, serving a mission, becoming a temple worker, accepting callings, perfect attendance to church even. However, even though I was giving "my all" I still felt like I was holding something from the lord, I did not know what it was however, as such, I simply kept telling myself that this was self-doubt at play.
There was a time where I had believed though, that I "learned all that the lord needed me to learn." If you could not tell, humility was not one of my strong suits, to teach me a lesson, the lord decided to put me through the ringer.
It started with, as many stories start with, a girl. One who I had been good friends with for a long time, and had gotten the chance to be with her, with just the two of us, for 2 hours. I had felt like everything I learned was leading to this moment! Unfortunately, what followed was many awkward moments, which was then followed by a polite rejection a few weeks later. Needless to say, this broke me.
Identity: The suitcase
What followed soon after were many more rejections, mistakes, and a deep depression. I had wondered where I went wrong, I felt as if I was destined to fail. I came to the conclusion, that I was not giving enough to the lord, as such, I decided to ask my stake president "how do I give my all to the lord?"
He responded with a story, of a man, with a suitcase.
The man is on a long road, with him, he has only one thing, a suitcase filled with all his earthly possessions. As he travels along the road, he must take something out of the suitcase, and set it on the side of the road, as he walks, he leaves behind more and more of his things, until, he has nothing left but the suitcase itself.
Only when he has just his suitcase, does an altar appear. He walks up to it, the Lord then asks him to give everything he has, the man, realizing he has nothing left inside, decides to give up his one and only possession. His suitcase.
After, a door appears, he goes through it and sees what heaven looks like, and he realizes that everything he had to give. Led to this, and finally, he understood that all those earthly possessions didn't matter, because the prize was worth all of those combined.
This story, had a profound effect on me, but it wasn't until months later did I realize what my suitcase was.
It was my identity. For years I had dealt with shame, I had believed myself to be a bad person, that all the good I do are outliers, and all the bad, evidence of who I am. At the time, I thought that this was appropriate punishment, to be condemned for my actions no matter how hard I try to improve, But the lord does not want us to be defined by our mistakes or anger, he wants us to be defined by his love.
He wants us to know we are children of a loving Heavenly Father. In doing this, we will realize one important thing. We will be able to go farther in our pursuits, having the knowledge that we are children of God, that our mistakes do not define us, and that we will always have 2nd, 3rd, and even 18th chances, instead of rotting away in our own self-condemnation, we can give ourselves grace for past mistakes.
When dealing with this, I realized my identity was not just tied to shame, it was also tied to others opinions of me, this is why its important to tie your identity to Christ!
I have a long way to go, as I only just got through it, but I know with the lord I can change.