Who are YOU?

“Man know thyself and thy ways.”

– Anonymous.

I wasn’t always Clementine. In fact, my birth name was Mary Magdalene. My friend always joked at how I was the only person she knew with that name – I didn’t truly know who I was; I thought I did, but I really didn’t. Yes I identified myself as a Nigerian, Female, Witty, Beautiful – well sometimes, on good hair days – and even a “Christian” – I was ashamed and neglected the most important identity of all: My identity as a child of God.

Most of us don’t know/believe this but God, the Almighty, supreme and most powerful being who created the universe is our father – How?

“So God created man in his own image, in the image of God created he him; male and female created he them.”


This is man’s first and foremost identity. We’ve got His DNA – before we were ever man/woman, boy/girl, Black/White/Asian, heterosexual/homosexual/transgender/queer, we were and would continue to be identified as children of God for He created us. The same way we can’t deny our birth parents is the same way we can’t deny this fact. God is our beginning. He is our root which unfortunately many of us have forgotten, lost; and because we’ve lost touch of who we truly are, we readily attach ourselves to false identities created by the world. Honestly,

“There is a way which seemeth right unto a man, but the end thereof are the ways of death.”


I’ve come to understand that being religious or a Christian doesn’t mean you’ve found your identity in God. I’ve been a Christian for 23 years and in my 22 years, I thought I was living the right way, the Christian way; I was neither troublesome nor promiscuous – but then again, neither was I entirely obedient or loving. I went to church, read my Bible, sang Hymn songs and much more – but I wasn’t being true to myself; I lacked Faith.

“(For we walk by faith, not by sight:)”


It wasn’t about how often I went to church or how vast I read the Bible, I had no identity. I didn’t accept and believe with the whole of my heart who God was; therefore I didn’t truly understand what I read in the Bible nor sang in the hymn book. My body moved to church but my heart was hardened and closed off from His word. I wasn’t living, I wasn’t truly happy, I wasn’t whole – I was Mary Magdalene.

I knew something wasn’t right, I knew there was something missing. I was missing – because God wasn’t in me. I didn’t want to live a lie anymore, so I reached out to God through His son Jesus Christ with every atom of faith that I had, in desperation; because He told me to,

“Ask, and it shall be given you; seek, and ye shall find; knock, and it shall be opened unto you:”


And this year I found Him – loving and merciful, beautiful and powerful. I believe, therefore I understand what it truly means to be a believing Christian. It wasn’t easy, neither was it at a snap of a finger for God is not a magician, but by His wonderful grace I found Him, and in Him I found myself: Clementine.

God is welcoming to all who come to Him through Jesus Christ; for Jesus is,

“…the way, the truth, and the life: no man cometh unto the Father, but by me.”


He doesn’t care who you are or think you are, where you’ve been or what you’ve done. He sees and loves you for who you are – His children. All you have to do is accept, believe and cry out to Him with sincerity and trust me, He will answer.

This is my identity, what is yours?

5 thoughts on “Who are YOU?

    1. Great piece,…well written.
      Our character and behaviour portrays what we believe in, which defines who we are and what we are. Congratulations in finding your identity, I do hope your testimony do help others find theirs. Shalom.


  1. God bless you, sister. more of God’s grace and wisdom upon you with the help of Holy Spirit to preach the gospel of Jesus Christ to the lost souls.


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