I have a terrible memory. It is not an unusual thing around our house, for me to ask where something is or to forget to grab the milk and bread. Needless to say, I am very thankful for my wife’s patience with me.

If I forget the milk it’s of minimal damage, if I forget to change the oil in my car, it can be of significant damage. But what if I was to forget who I am?

The problem, sadly, is that many of us live in a constant or at least a somewhat normal state of identity amnesia. We forget who we are. We forget the richness of what was bought for us at the cross and when we do, we search elsewhere for security, for peace, pleasure and comfort. It makes us feel poor when, in fact, we are rich. It makes us feel foolish, when, in fact, we are in a relationship with the One who is wisdom. It makes you feel weak and alone when he is strong and has promised never to leave you. It makes you feel alone with your sin when you have been washed, bought, cleansed – made His, by the death of Jesus.

Paul opens 1 Corinthians reminding his readers and reminding us, who we are: “…To the church of God in Corinth, to those sanctified in Christ Jesus and called to be his holy people” and pointing us towards the one in whom our confidence lies “…He will also keep you firm to the end, so that you will be blameless on the day of our Lord Jesus Christ. God is faithful”

Jamie Mackenzie

Assistant Minister

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