Identity in a moment

Yesterday I joined LinkedIn just because someone invited me to. I’m very compliant. Now, I’m doubting the wisdom in doing this. Do I need to be a member of another social network? After six years of practice I am fluent in Facebook. Twitter, I tried for a day some while ago and failed to understand why I would want to tweet or be forever tweeted at. I thought that’s where it would end. Now there’s something else to get to grips with?!

I know, I know, it’s a good tool if you’re trying to set up a business so I should stick it out. However, where Facebook is friendly and fun on the whole, on first impression LinkedIn is serious and intimidating. Everybody is listed with their job title underneath. As soon as I’d entered in my (work) experience and saw it there in black and white I felt like deleting it all and myself along with it. I didn’t. If you just look at the print I’m someone who can’t stick at a job and has long periods of unemployment, rather than a mother of four who has worked where she can and been rather busy in all the in-betweens. How can I compare with all these professional people with lengthy job titles and illustrious careers? Who would want to link with me? For me it’s a quick slide into a familiar dark, dingy, depressive hole, for a few moments at least. I start to question myself and every decision I have ever made in life. All in a moment.

The real question is where I find my identity. Just after joining LinkedIn and going on my little downward spiral I listened to a talk by Christine Caine posted on Ann Voscamp’s site. She addresses a hall full of students, but it was just what I needed to hear. I knew it already, but needed to hear it again. I do not need a title, or a great career, or for people to know who I am, or even what I have and have not achieved thus far in my life. My job, my highest calling, is not about me at all, it is to run the race of faith that God has set out for me, to serve diligently and to show Jesus’ love to the world, starting with the people closest and moving out from there. There may not be many credits, awards or titles for that in this life, but all those belong to God anyway. My identity is in Him.

Now I’ve got that straight I can be unashamed of my working past on some social networking site, and get on with making a difference in the here and now.

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4 Comments Add yours

  1. http://www.kingschurch.eu/media/teaching/finding_god_in_the_ordinary_times/index.html
    I listened to this talk about a month ago and is well worth a listen.
    Well said though πŸ™‚

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  2. Rita says:

    You’re doing great, Emma! Lay down your roots where God has placed you now for this time because the boys and I so appreciate who you are and what you do. You are mahhhhhhvelous, dawling! πŸ˜€

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  3. GeoffC says:

    I received a Tweet yesterday purporting to be from the Pope (how nice of him to think of me as he was clearing his desk). It was:
    Benedict XVI
    If only everyone could experience the joy of being Christian, being loved by God who gave his Son for us!

    Say no more. Dad.

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  4. Linda says:

    Getting “on with making a difference in the here and now” … for such a time as this. πŸ™‚ Sometimes the most important things we do are hidden in the “in-betweens”, aren’t they. I can’t think of a nobler calling, Emma, than the one with the title “Mom”: you are a manager, a chef, a caregiver, a teacher, a chauffeur, a coordinator … and that’s just to name a few! Oh, and here’s another one: a writer! Thank-you for writing about in Whom we find our identity: “A woman who fears the LORD is to be praised!” πŸ™‚
    (PS: I sent you an invite to connect on LinkedIn πŸ˜‰ )

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