Losing What Was Never Meant to Stay

Less of me, more of Him. Always.

We hear a lot about “dying to self” in the Christian walk, but let’s be honest - it can sound intimidating, even painful. The world teaches us to be true to yourself, to chase after what feels good, to protect your identity at all costs. But the truth is, not every version of us was born from truth. Some of it was born from trauma. From survival. From sin. From trying to fit in where we were never meant to belong.

Dying to self isn’t about losing who you are - it’s about shedding who you never were.

When I surrendered my life to Jesus, I didn’t become less of me - I became more. More whole. More healed. More aligned with who I was created to be. But first, God had to help me let go of the masks. The people-pleasing. The anger I thought protected me. The perfectionism I wore like armor. The shame I carried like skin.

And sis, that process wasn’t pretty. It felt like death sometimes.

But it was the death of what needed to die.

The lies that told me I wasn’t enough.

The fear that kept me silent.

The guilt that kept me small.

The counterfeit identities I clung to just to feel worthy.

But God never designed me to live that way - and He didn’t design you that way either.

Dying to self is really about coming alive.

Alive in Christ. Alive in freedom. Alive in purpose.

When we say yes to Jesus, we’re not losing our identity- we’re losing the broken version the world handed us and stepping into the healed, redeemed, and radiant identity that was always part of God’s design.

So if you’re in the middle of the letting go - if you feel like you’re losing everything - hold tight.

You’re not being erased. You’re being revealed.

Let Him strip away what was never you to begin with.

Because what He’s building in its place is something holy, something whole, and something beautiful.

Less of me, more of Him. Always.

“Whoever wants to be my disciple must deny themselves and take up their cross daily and follow me.”

~ Luke 9:23 (NIV)

Lord, help me let go of anything in me that wasn’t Your design. Show me the difference between what I built to survive and what You created for me to thrive. I don’t want to hold onto what You died to set me free from. Make me more like You, and bring forth the version of me You always intended. In Jesus’ name, amen.