“Yet in all these things we are more than conquerors through Him who loved us.”
When I was a kid, I was a comic book nerd. I loved super heroes. I wanted to be one so bad. I didn’t just read comic books; I studied them. I always pretended to be one. And I wanted super powers so bad. As I have said before, my childhood was rough. It was a way to protect myself in my mind. It was also how I was going to protect others when they were in situations like me.
That never happened, of course.
Well, getting super powers never happened. I’ve come to learn about Jesus, though.
I’ve also been called many things in my life. Many words I won’t repeat here. I let a lot of those names stick. Stupid. Worthless. Sissy. Unwanted. Trash. I have agreed that I am those things many times, wearing that name as if they were who I am. And when you do that, you believe it.
The thing is, though, that’s not who God says I am. The people who called me those things, including myself, aren’t my creator. My creator defines who I am. He made me and I am His. I was bought and paid for by Him, so He gets to decide what to call me.
I am loved.
I am a child of God.
I am a citizen of Heaven.
I am chosen.
I am a joint heir with Christ.
I am greatly loved.
But my favorite is in Romans 8:37.
I am more than a conqueror. Better than a super hero.
I am all these things in Christ. And, in Christ, you are too. So all those things I thought I was are not true. And if you have your faith in Him, the same goes for you. I pray you know Him and have faith that He died and lives for you.