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Friday, October 9

ICE ~ Identity Revealed

I have posted this list before. It is something I put together several years ago, for a class I was helping to teach. It is something I have returned to time after time, because I often need a reminder of what, who, or maybe more importantly, whose, I am. I return to it this time, because I thought it would be a wonderful way to begin ICE, my journey of exploring Identity, Character and Emotions.

Obviously, this goes to the Identity part of ICE. Whether this is new to you, or you already have a deep understanding of your identity in Christ, when you read this, pause for a moment and allow each sentence to penetrate your heart. It just might be what you need today!


If you are a Christian, you are:

You are blessed and highly favored ~ Luke 1:28
You are made in the image of God ~ Genesis 1:26
You are fearfully and wonderfully made ~ Psalm 139:14


You are a child of God ~ John 1:12, Romans 8:16-17
You are more than a conqueror ~ Romans 8:37
You are a citizen of heaven ~ Philippians 3:20

You are chosen and adopted sons and daughters of God ~ Ephesians 1:4-5
You are strong in the Lord and in the power of His might ~ Ephesians 6:10
You are holy ~ Eph 1:4, Col. 3:12

You are righteous ~ Romans 3:21-24, 2 Cor. 5:21
You are anointed ~ 2 Cor. 1:21-22
You are a saint ~ Psalm 52:9, Romans 1:7

You are forgiven ~ Eph 1:7-8, Col 1:13-14
You are free ~ John 8:36
You are a chosen people, a royal priesthood ~ 1 Peter 2:9

You are heirs of God and co-heirs with Christ ~ Romans 8:17
You are God’s workmanship ~ Ephesians 2:10
You are the apple of His eye ~ Psalm 17:8

You are His delight~ Psalm 18:19, 149:4
You are the one he died for ~ Rom. 5:8, 1 Th. 5:10
You are loved ~ John 3:16, John 15:12-14


Would Be Funny, If Not So True

I've seen this before and for some reason, really felt inspired to post it here today. I hope you will join me in mourning the loss...

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Obituary printed in the London Times
by Anne Whitfield

Today we mourn the passing of a beloved old friend, Common Sense, who has been with us for many years. No one knows for sure how old he was, since his birth records were long ago lost in bureaucratic red tape. He will be remembered as having cultivated such valuable lessons as:

~ Knowing when to come in out of the rain;
~ Why the early bird gets the worm;
~ Life isn't always fair;
~ and Maybe it was my fault.

Common Sense lived by simple, sound financial policies (don't spend more than you can earn) and reliable strategies (adults, not children, are in charge).

His health began to deteriorate rapidly when well-intentioned but overbearing regulations were set in place. Reports of a 6-year-old boy charged with sexual harassment for kissing a classmate; teens suspended from school for using mouthwash after lunch; and a teacher fired for reprimanding an unruly student, only worsened his condition.

Common Sense lost ground when parents attacked teachers for doing the job that they themselves had failed to do in disciplining their unruly children.

It declined even further when schools were required to get parental consent to administer sun lotion or an aspirin to a student; but could not inform parents when a student became pregnant and wanted to have an abortion.

Common Sense lost the will to live as the churches became businesses; and criminals received better treatment than their victims.Common Sense took a beating when you couldn't defend yourself from a burglar in your own home and the burglar could sue you for assault.

Common Sense finally gave up the will to live, after a woman failed to realize that a steaming cup of coffee was hot. She spilled a little in her lap, and was promptly awarded a huge settlement.

Common Sense was preceded in death, by his parents, Truth and Trust, by his wife, Discretion, by his daughter, Responsibility, and by his son, Reason.

He is survived by his 4 stepbrothers; I Know My Rights, I Want It Now, Someone Else Is To Blame, I'm A Victim.

Not many attended his funeral because so few realized he was gone. If you still remember him, pass this on. If not, join the majority and do nothing.

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2009 update: At the original time of posting this article I didn't know who wrote it and simply found it online. Since then I have found the writer. She deserves the kudos for writing it.

Note from Lori Borgman: This piece was first published March 15, 1998 in the Indianapolis Star. It has been "modified" and "edited" by others and circulated on the Internet, even sent to me several times. Imagine my surprise to see it attributed to some guy named Anonymous. If imitation is the sincerest form of flattery, I take having my work circulated on the web as a compliment.