A red tricycle was in my mirrors as I backed into my parking spot. No other bicycles were in sight, no designated bicycle stand on the floor, and it did not appear to be locked. My natural “imagine what I would look like riding this” reflection entered a strange place. I could not see myself, or anyone else, riding this bicycle in Abu Dhabi. I had no idea what it was doing in the underground parking lot. The more I considered the options, the more difficult it became it fit the image to an individual or situation.
As I walked away, I could hear Life’s gentle laugh. I instantly knew I was missing the question. If not here, where and how do you fit?
The question lingers with me as I look forward to the day ahead. I look back and see how I defined myself by my heritage, the institutions reflecting some of my beliefs, and the views of others. I worked to fit and be the image created by others. When successful, it felt as if I belonged. As good as the temporary feeling could be, I always knew it was temporary. As Life took me to a place where I was connected to my heart, mind, and soul, I understood my fit within myself as guiding principles for my steps ahead.
I am accountable and responsible for defining who I am. As much as my parents, siblings, and relations have influenced my identity, I choose to become who I am. Candidly, I poorly illustrate the old statement, “Not by genealogical descent, but by the sheer force of resurrection life – he lives!” (Hebrews 7.16)
In any given situation, I could be in the same shoes as another. I stand equal with those around me. I do not know “who” the tricycle has been configured for. I know that others look at what fits me and are equally unsure. Life reminded me that every individual has a unique calling of purpose and opportunity. In responding to this call, one finds peace, hope, and satisfaction.
