No longer am I a victim.
Truly I can't even consider myself a survivor.
In doing so, whether victim, survivor, or thriver, I identify myself by my past. By what was done to me.
I am not my past. I am not the sum of what was done to me.
Truly what I am is what was done for me.
One man gave it all for me. One man loved me so much that His life was nothing to be desired. For my sake He died. For my freedom He rose!
So I surrender myself to Him. I am His.
Who I am, and what my identity is, is found only in He who suffered and died for me.
The Man Christ Jesus.
For at last He as indeed set me free!