I Am God's Daughter!

Suzanne Beck reflects on her roles in life and comes to appreciate the best one! 

I’ve heard it said, “You don’t want to be in my head, you’ll get lost in there!” But today I’m going to relay a recent thought process I had, and I hope you can follow along without getting lost! I hope that my conclusion is helpful and encouraging. 

My Monikers 

I was driving down the street a couple of weeks ago and was flagged down by a neighbor who walks by our house a lot. If we are out, he usually stops to chat since he’s a very friendly fellow. This day he had a few questions about another neighbor, and during the conversation, he said, “You’re Eric’s wife, right?” For some reason that really struck me and I proudly said, “Yes, I am!” 

As I drove away a few minutes later, I reflected on how much that simple sentence meant to me. I have always loved when people refer to me as “Eric’s wife.” I don’t know exactly what it is, but maybe it’s that it makes me feel protected, cared for, or known. Whatever it is, I feel immense pride in that name. 

That led me to think about other monikers I’ve had during my lifetime and how they have affected me. 

When my youngest son, Luke, was in high school, he was the only Luke in our small town. He was (and still is!) a very charismatic kid who never met a stranger and was basically known all over town. During those years, my mom, Luke’s grandma, worked as an x-ray tech at the local hospital. When she would occasionally care for a high-school boy, she’d ask if they knew Luke. They all did, and no last name was ever needed!

I was known around town as “Luke’s mom.” I think people forgot (if they ever knew) my actual name, but I honestly didn’t care because that moniker was one I wore proudly and lovingly for several years. 

Then I remembered that, as my mom had worked at the local hospital for several years, her coworkers frequently referred to me as "Anne's daughter," which was especially helpful when I had to visit any doctor or the emergency room! 

FLASH: I Am God’s Daughter! 

My thoughts continued to other roles I’ve held: sister, friend, boss, and colleague. But then I realized that I am also God's Daughter! While my life’s circumstances and relationships have somewhat defined me from birth, my primary identity is — and always has been — a daughter of God! What a thought! I took that to prayer and meditation. Here are some thoughts on what that role means for me, and can mean for you: 

Unconditional Love and Acceptance 

God knows me and really, really loves me, not the image I might project, but the REAL ME. It doesn’t matter what I look like, what size I am, whether I burned dinner or yelled at the kids, or failed Him yet one more time. God loves me, which lets me live with humble confidence. 

Belonging, Worth, and Purpose  

Through Jesus, I have been adopted into God’s family, so I am not a stranger. Since I belong, I am free from ever feeling left out. My core value is inherent and unchanging because it is based on what God says about me, not on what I do or my daily successes or failures. I was created with unique talents, and He has an eternal purpose and a plan specific to me to use those gifts for His glory and helping to advance, even in small ways, His kingdom. 

Intimate Access and Relationship

I can approach God anytime, confident of His mercy, wisdom and help. I am a co-heir with Christ and can call on God as "Abba.” That is a close, private bond where I can share my deepest hopes and fears, trusting God to guide and care for me. When I pray, it’s as if I can whisper, “Hey, Dad!”  

Strength and Encouragement

He strengthens, helps, sustains, and gives me courage to face trials and anxieties. Thus, I can live confidently in His strength, overcome challenges, and shine as a light in the world — all for His glory. 

My thought process about my life’s roles resulted in a lovely assurance of God’s love and care for me as His daughter. I think that’s the best role I can imagine! You are His daughter too! Embrace and revel in that identity as we advance into 2026, living in the constant assurance of His love. 

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