Who am I?

 

Words. They make up our lives, our conversations, and even our feelings. So what better way to describe ourselves than by using words? 

Amber. A name that according to the dictionary is defined as a yellowish-brown tree sap.  Beautiful sounding isn’t it? Yeah the tree sap, not me.
(Copyright Belongs to The Rights of the Photographer: Amber Nicole Ginter)
 

What about a necklace. A piece of cloth material stuck together by two individual bracelets. Something that doesn’t have any spiritual value, or probably at this rate a monetary one either. However, this necklace is something that describes me and my life perfectly, and although it may not be the most beautiful thing you’ve ever seen, it is worth more to me than any 25 karat gold one I could buy.

But these words of “Amber”, and “Necklace” are just words, and they don’t really describe who we are. Yes they have true dictionary definitions, but it is more so the actual objects and what they represent that define us. Let me explain.

Jesus. Loves. Me. When I was in the fourth grade I was given these two “Jesus Loves Me” bracelets that I combined as a necklace.  And ever since then, I honestly haven’t taken them off. (Well, I mean other than to wash them, or shower) But generally you won’t see me without them!  Yet it isn’t even the necklace that truly defines who I am, but the memories that came with it.
(Copyright Belongs to The Rights of the Photographer: Amber Nicole Ginter)
 

Child. As a small child, I would hold tightly onto this necklace when I got scared.  When I took that first test and thought I would cry.  Or grew up and found out that not everyone who is nice to you is friend.  When I was getting ready to perform as “Lucy” in my first Charlie Brown play, or speak the devotional as FCA Co-Captain, all I ever needed was to hold that necklace in my hand.  Because as soon as I did, it somehow always reminded me that God was right there with me, forever by my side.
(Copyright Belongs to The Rights of the Photographer: Amber Nicole Ginter)
 

College. And even now as I am in college, I still keep this necklace with me wherever I go.  To let it be my reminder that whether I am at dance class, writing for fun, running, or stressing about how I’m going to understand God’s plan for me, I just need to soak in His presence and reflect on more than just the “words” that the world throws at me.

Amber. The name of who I am, and who I want to be. So much more than what the dictionary or a set of words define me as.
(Copyright Belongs to The Rights of the Photographer: Amber Nicole Ginter)
 

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