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Insecurities can't break me.

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By Annie
This week, I've spent nights consciously repeating to myself that I'm not defined by what I've always thought myself to be defined as. I've repeated time and time again that my identity is found in Christ, yet to no avail, I still found myself wallowing in my insecurities. 
Time and time again, I've thought of physical pain in exchange for emotional pain- even though such thoughts disgust me. I've thought of taking pill after pill after pill, just to dull the thoughts. 

Yet I am glad, for I've come to realise once more the greatness of his love for me, though having known it for such a long time. 

I am not defined by my insecurities, but my identity is found in Christ, for it was He who humbled himself, suffered yet remained perfect and blameless, was crucified, died, and rose again, to bring me to God. 
"Christ died once for all, the righteous for the unrighteous, to bring you to God." -1 Peter 3:18 

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