The Narrow Way

I used to wonder if I’d ever feel whole.

After everything I survived.
After all the pieces that were scattered.
After the years I spent performing, hiding, shrinking, just trying to be “enough” for people who couldn’t see me.

I thought maybe I missed my moment.
Maybe there was too much damage.
Too much delay.
Too much history between who I was and who I dreamed of being.

But Jesus is reminding me of something powerful in this season:

He never forgot who I really am.

Even when I did.

He never lost sight of the version of me He knit together in my mother’s womb…
The one He crowned with purpose before the pain ever came.
The one He called “very good” before the world ever had the chance to call me “not enough.”

And now? I’m coming back to her.

Not the broken girl who had to survive.
Not the silenced soul who accepted crumbs.
Not the version of me shaped by trauma, rejection, or fear.

I’m becoming the woman I was always meant to be,
The one who walks in peace.
The one who speaks with authority.
The one who loves with courage and leads with compassion.

I’m not talking about self-improvement.
I’m talking about spiritual restoration.

Because this is what Jesus does,
He doesn’t just heal your past.
He awakens your purpose.

Second Corinthians 5:17 says,
“Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, they are a new creation; the old has gone, the new has come!”

And the “new” isn’t a stranger.
It’s the truest version of who God created you to be.

I’m becoming someone who no longer needs to be chosen, because I already am.
I’m becoming someone who no longer fears rejection, because I’ve been fully accepted by the King.
I’m becoming someone who doesn’t need to earn love, because Love Himself lives in me.

And here’s the truth:
I’m not becoming someone else.
I’m becoming me.
Healed. Whole. Holy.
Rooted in grace.
Covered in glory.
Aligned with heaven’s design.

So if you feel like you’ve lost yourself…
If the mirror doesn’t match the dream God put in your spirit,
If life has buried who you really are under layers of pain and pressure and pretending…

Let this be your reminder:
You’re still in there.
And Jesus hasn’t stopped calling you forward.

You’re not too late.
You’re not too far gone.
You’re not behind.

You’re right on time for resurrection.

Let Him restore what life tried to steal.
Let Him rebuild the woman you were always meant to be.
And this time, walk in it fully.
No fear. No shame. No apology.

You are becoming.
And it is beautiful.