Today, I got a much needed reminder of who I am in Jesus. It wasn’t easy to hear, because I have been through some tough things in my life and have always walked on the side of victory. Yet, struggles of the past four years have layered hurts on top of never fully healed wounds, and I have, little by little, yielded my authority as a child of God to places that I would never have imagined a few years ago. Where is that woman of God who buried her first husband and never lost faith? Where is the warrior who danced before the Lord with abandon, placing all trust and faith that HE would be all she needed? Where is the prophetic voice that arose from…