I woke up this morning with a crisis of confidence. I hate those mornings. Can anyone relate? I just feel icky. Like I don’t know who I am, what I was made for, what I’m doing here, etc. I had plans to watch the Packers/Vikings game online (I miss you Brett!), but decided it was much more important to conquer this confidence thing! I can’t afford to waste time wallowing in a place of insecurity and uncertainty.

Before I left for the Race I knew I needed to write a personal identity statement composed of passages of scripture that I know God has given to me for my life, and prophetic words that have really had an impact on me. When I woke up feeling insecure my mind went to my identity statement….I should read that again.

I grabbed my Bible and journal and started asking God to really show me who I am in Him. I felt like He said, “Focus on who I am.” Oooh, that’s good God! Yeah. That’s what I need!

I glanced at my identity statement. It starts like this…..I am my Daddy’s girl….but that’s as far as I got in my identity statement, because I started thinking about who my Daddy is.

I am my Daddy’s girl, and my Daddy is….

Creator of all – He’s the original creative genius. All power is His, and yet He is a detail guy – the finest of details. He blows my mind with His power and strength, and yet His love for beauty and details.

The One with the master plan. Throughout all of time and history and into the future He’s got it all covered. Nothing surprises Him.

The One who NEVER changes. He never changes. He never changes.  He is the same yesterday, today, and forever. I can rely on Him. He never lets me down.

Rebuilder, Restorer, Redeemer. No situation is too hard or too broken for Him. Nothing is too hard. Nothing is impossible.

He is the answer and the solution. Hope to the hopeless. Healing to the broken. Love to the unloved. Father to the fatherless.

The God of breakthrough. The God of promise. The One who never ever ever ever gives up on me.

Suddenly I don’t feel insecure anymore. How could I when this is my Dad?! He’s got it all. There’s nothing to worry about.