‘Identity’: a word that has become laden with meaning in a chaotically unidentified generation. Our culture offers us a pick-em’ list of items through which a person might self-customize their identity; gender, sexual orientation, social media image, financial situation, popularity, ‘body count’ (yes, horrifically, that’s a term now)… the list goes on. This violent attack on our faith comes for all Christians, but specifically in the crosshairs: the young adult who follows Jesus.
‘Identity’: a word that has become laden with meaning in a chaotically unidentified generation. Our culture offers us a pick-em’ list of items through which a person might self-customize their identity; gender, sexual orientation, social media image, financial situation, popularity, ‘body count’ (yes, horrifically, that’s a term now)… the list goes on. This violent attack on our faith comes for all Christians, but specifically in the crosshairs: the young adult who follows Jesus.
As we know, the heart of this attack lies in the idea that your identity is chosen by you, projected to others, and is ‘editable’ at will – depending on how you’re feeling. For a young adult looking for their own purpose, facing a world full of shiny identities brandished across social media timelines, flaunted on school campuses, and broadcasted in headlines all around them, the identity question is hitting harder (and perhaps earlier) than ever before.
As a youth group coordinator, I get a front-row seat to the raging war between the (often fledgling) faith of the Christian young adult and the fiery darts of the evil one. The identity attack is one of his most effective weapons. As many of their unbelieving peers begin to ‘pick’ their identities, young believers are feeling a pressure to do the same, and ‘Christian’ is becoming a less and less acceptable one.
‘Christian’ is being portrayed as cliché and irrelevant, or evil and close-minded, or immature and pitiable, or innocent and unrealistic. Take your pick, I’m sure we could fill this whole page. When the voices of the world grow more devious and soothing, enticing us with refined tact away from what we believe, how do we encourage other believers to remain steadfast in who Christ made them to be? We study His Word. We meditate on who He says we are. And we remind each other of it often. Many encouragements have been on my mind for the young believer working through this question.
You are not simply a child of sinners doomed to the same – you are a Child of God, and your life is hid with Christ in God. (Colossians 3:3)
You are not just a broken product of your sin – you are a new creation. (2 Corinthians 5:17)
You are not ‘just one more Christian’ – you are a chosen race, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, a people for His own possession. (1 Peter 2:9)
You are not simply ‘one more human’ – you are His workmanship. (Ephesians 2:10)
You are not left alone to make the right decisions – your God knows the plans He has for you. (Jeremiah 29:11)
You are not an end unto yourself – you are the body of Christ. (1 Corinthians 12:27)
You are not defined by your past mistakes – you are to put on the new self, created in the likeness of God. (Ephesians 4:22-24)
You are not a body that exists for your own editing – you are fearfully and wonderfully made. (Psalm 139:14)
You are not made to be fully at home in this world – you are a citizen of Heaven. (Philippians 3:20)
You are not left alone here to discover who you think you should be – you are chosen in Him before the foundations of the world. (Ephesians 1:4).
As we know, Scripture is full with callings of similar tender, and glory, and courage, and peace, and so much more.
In a chaotically unidentified generation, which loves things that destroy, might we encourage each other to pursue our identity in Christ, and lean into it with all the joy of one who has been given an incomparable gift, and will one day get to bow to the King face-to-face.
I am – a man unworthy of anything good, deserving of eternal punishment, living only by His grace towards me, grateful to serve Him imperfectly, eagerly anticipating the day I get to dwell with Him, one whose price for life was impossibly paid by another, and a future citizen of the new heavens and the new earth. Thank you, Lord, for letting me have that identity.