Anyone who follows me on Twitter knows I’ve been going through a bit of an identity crisis lately. I’ve changed my Twitter handle more times than one person probably should, but the truth is, I’ve been attempting to create a brand and a future.

You see, back when J.K. Rowling first put paper to pen, Twitter and Facebook and even MySpace didn’t exist. Social media back then only consisted of phone calls, letters, and house calls. She wasn’t thinking about a hundred different ways to reach an audience; she merely concentrated on telling the tale about a boy wizard. I envy this quiet beginning.

Nowadays, it’s a lot more crowded and significantly louder with all of this technology. Where once it was difficult to give someone a voice, it is now even more challenging to be heard over the crowd. Hence, when I shout via social media networks, I need to make my voice clear, loud, and, most challenging of all, distinct. Unfortunately, for my Twitter followers, distinguishing myself has come in the form of dealing with multiple Twitter personalities.

Once I finally decided on a pen name everything started falling into place. My Twitter handle became steady, I set up a website (still working on designing it), and the future became a little clearer. I simply was amazed how choosing an identity is what it took for me to break through this wall of frustration and lack of inspiration.

What I didn’t expect was that this breakthrough would release a floodgate of inspiration – drought was replaced with a flash flood that I was unsure about how to control. I was asking myself, should I just write books or should I just blog? Should I be a Christian writer or should I be a writer that’s a Christian? (There’s a difference). Again, I found myself going through another identity crisis, but this time I wasn’t taking it out on my social media outlets.

But then I thought back to one of my favorite Disney movies, The Lion King. There’s this part in the movie where the ghost of Mufasa, Simba’s dad and the O.G. Lion King, whispers to Simba, “Remember who you are!” (You know you just read that in his kingly lion voice). Simba needed a little reminding that he was the son of the Lion King and it was time to take his rightful place as the new man, er, lion in charge. And after choosing to walk confidently in his calling, knowing full well there were still obstacles ahead of him to conquer, he defeated the enemy, assumed the throne, and restored the land to its original beauty.

Like Simba, I think many of us need to remember who we are. We might not be destined to rule a kingdom, but we do belong to The King. Each of us have a purpose and it’s up to us to gain (or regain) the confidence and the strength to live out that calling. Whether you’re put on this earth to affect one person’s life or to touch billions of lives, you must walk in the confidence that you do matter, you do have a purpose, and nothing can take away your reason for being. That’s just the facts.

So in the words of Henry David Thoreau, go CONFIDENTLY in the direction of your dreams. You CAN do all things through Christ who strengthens you and take heart, always remembering who you are: a person of purpose.

(Oh, and if you want to purposely follow me on Twitter, here’s my handle @NycoleReynee. This one’s sticking… I promise… I think. Ha ha!)