Nameless Faceless Placeless Generation

Well first I want to say that I am writing this entry becasue I can't sleep though I want to. Mostly because I feel horrible that I let one of my friends down with an assignment he wanted me to help him with. I did do most of it but I feel bad that I didn't finish, mostly because I didn't know the deadline, and if you know me at all you know that I work much better with deadlines, it's like pressure that gets me going. Well so now I can't sleep becasue I'm t hinking about it, but this way I can finally write about something the Lord has been showing or revealing in my heart.

Well this post is named after lyrics in a song written by Jason Upton called Lion of Judah. The lyrics are below.

No one knows the hour. No one knows the day. Jesus is coming soon. All creation trembles, longing for the day. Jesus is coming soon There will be judgment. There will be mercy On that terrible day Leaders will bow down. Kingdoms will fall down. Have you felt your world begin to shake? Hear the sound of the Lion of Judah See the fire and the fear in the enemy's camp From the sound of the lion of Judah roaring again There's a new generation arising A nameless, faceless, placeless tribe All they fear is the fear of the Lord All they hear is the Lion of Judah All I saw were bones breaking in the darkness Then I walked into the light There I saw an army coming from the river With five stones ready to fight.

This song is based mostly on Revelations and and how God is raising up a people like David, who will only long to please the Father´s heart. The part that really sticks out to me is "There´s a new generation arising A nameless, faceless, placeless tribe. All they fear is the fear of the Lord, All they hear is the Lion of Judah." Well this past week was really difficult for me emotionally, which in many ways is no different than any other week in Mexico. Yet, it was like the last straw that broke the camel's back. I was just realizing that we take pride in our identities, the labels that we carry, the ones put on us by others or the ones we put on ourselves. No matter what the case, this is where we base a large part of our identity. In many ways nothing seems wrong with this and becasue it's not 100 percent incorrect. Yes I am an African American Female who grew up in the hood yet talks and acts like an Oreo (black on the outside, white on the inside). Yet the real question is, is this who I really am or who I want to be? Living in Mexico has caused me to rethink my very identity. Here in Mexico I really stick out as an American woman who is Black and is extremely independent due to my culture, though the latter has greatly changed by the Grace and Mercy of God. The whole point being, that on Friday night I got to the point that I was sick of these labels. In all reality I don't want to be known as an American or the black girl or whatever other identity society may give me. I want to be nameless. This doesn't mean without identity, it just means that I completey give up my identity for the identity of Christ. I think of it this way; when a wife marries her husband she makes the choice to give up her last name (her identity to who she was before) and take the last name of her husband (taken on her new identity). I desire to do the same. As the bride of Christ (his Church), I want to let go of my current identity and take on the identity of Christ Jesus. I love the promise that is given to the church in Revelations 3:11-13
Behold, I am coming quickly! Hold fast what you have, that no one may take your crown. He who overcomes, I will make him a pillar in the temple of My God, and he shall go out no more. I will write on him the name of My God and the name of the city of My God, the New Jerusalem, which comes down out of heaven from My God. And I will write on him My new name. “He who has an ear, let him hear what the Spirit says to the churches.” (Emphasis added by me)
This is what I want to be, a part of a nameless, faceless, placeless tribe. I want to know that my heart desires to do everything for the glory of the king. It is my desire that nothing I do will be for my own honor, my own name. I see so many people who lived like this in the bible, Abraham, David, John the Baptist, Paul. They didn't do things to profit themselves and they let go of the identity they had in the world becoming nothing so that they could inherit everything in Christ Jesus, His name, His identity, His face, His kingdom. Maybe people might think that I am denyiny myself because I'm not embracing my "African-American" identity or whatever else, but in my heart I have one identity Christ Jesus and I want to be known only as a lover of God. I've realized that all the other labels or identities that I carried in my heart made me only feal inferior, less or at times prideful, making it difficult to accept the grace of God. I take pride that the Lord only sees who I truly am, my heart and nothing else. I don't want to have to live up to something the world has placed on me, becasue in reality it's to much and I can't bare the burden because I will never feel adequate. So I choose to let it all go and become a part of the Kings army. Nothing to the world, yet everything to my God. God help me to die to all that I am, Christ I want to bare your name.
"There's a new generation rising. A nameless, faceless, placeless tribe. All they fear is the fear of the Lord. All they hear is the Lion of Judah."