I have heard the journey of self discovery described as a path, or long, winding road. For me, this “adventure” is more like racing on a figure eight dirt car race track. Everything’s great rounding the outer curves.
Then it gets a bit hairy careening toward the center with all the other racing obstacles speeding tow hard the exact same spot in the middle.
Race enough laps and a crash is inevitable.
Eventually, the time will come when one narrowly escapes the mid-point – perhaps with a few scratches or banged up fender – and, entering the calm of the outside curves, has an epiphany.
I’ve been so busy on this exhausting, anxious “adventure” to discover who I am, all I’ve been doing is driving in circles, getting nowhere.
And beating the tar out of myself doing it.
My point is simple: if you find yourself on the crazy right track of finding the real you, pull off to the side. Stop looking inward and begin looking Upward. Just live. Do for others. Truly, selflessly love others. Just be, and forget all the distractions and detractors. Only when you stop looking for the real you and start seeking Jesus will God reveal who you truly are.