Who am I? This question roamed in my thoughts as a teenager. There were so many people and activities trying to label me. Identities like middle schooler, high schooler, choir student, youth pastor daughter, PK (pastor's kid), honor roll student, Mathlete, 1st Priority Officer, and so many more. I have to admit at some point all of these, well with the exception of Mathlete because I’m not even sure how I ended up on the 8th-grade math team with my poor math solving skills ;-), is where I found my identity for a time. Then I realized I was asking the wrong question.
I’m sure you are trying to find your identity in some similar labels in your life. But are you asking the same wrong question too?