FOH POEM.

We, as humans, are driven by curiosity,

Always chasing what we’re made of—

But it’s a never-ending pursuit.

For how can we grasp who we are,

When we are forever evolving?

Becoming and unbecoming.

Never fully understood.

Far from constant.

Do you wrestle with the face in the mirror?

With the shifting sands of your identity?

It’s no surprise.

We change, unravel,

Layer after layer of hidden terrain.

Who you were yesterday,

Is not who you are today.

And tomorrow, you will be someone new.

So why anchor yourself to the fleeting?

To the things that shift like shadows?

When there is One who remains—

Unchanging,

Ever constant,

True.

Imagine, for a moment,

The peace, the stability,

Of rooting your identity

In something so unshakable, so sure.

As a writer I admire often says,

"Whose you are

Is far greater than who you are."

Whom do you belong to?

Do you know that you are royalty?

Divinity, walking the earth?

Because, as Pst Kenney reminds us,

“What you do not know,

You cannot fully maximize.”

This is the awakening—

Coming into the light of who we truly are.

Sons and daughters, co-heirs with Christ.

Our identity pinned in Him,

Not in this fleeting world.

Ladies and gentlemen,

It is my deepest hope

That we awaken to this truth—

That we, as believers,

Seek ourselves not in this world,

But in the unchanging heart of God.

We are not slaves, but sons.

Not servants, but heirs.

Our identity is found

In the One who owns heaven and earth.

In Him.

Always in Him.

@favvy_Okwans🖤.