Title, salary, address, popularity are some of the few ways that narrowly define a life. The problem though, is that it’s easy to believe that these are the only stats that matter. The world has a way of zeroing in on these details and magnifying their importance, which makes it easy to forget how big and full life is and can be, if you widen the lens around you.

Recently, I’m guilty of caring way too much about my job and how to climb the corporate ladder. I’ve allowed little things to stress me out and freak me out, and I realize that I’ve lost perspective. I’m stronger than that. I’m stronger than the stress around me.

At issue is what is your treasure? What is your meaning of identity? As usual, I’ve over-complicated the matter, and thus must untangle myself from the little things that I’ve allowed to bind me.

Jesus told his disciples (John 13:34-35) to, “love one another. In the same way I loved you, you love one another. This is how everyone will recognize that you are my disciples - when they see the love you have for each other.”

Love is identity. Love is the identity I want. It really doesn’t matter where you work, how much you get paid, how pretty or cool you think you are —- how do you treat others? That is what matters to others, and what should matter most to you and me.