I am a recovering perfectionist.

I want to be like her—the one with blonde hair, blue eyes, and long, thin legs so chiseled that everyone wants to photograph her and admire her glory. I envy her confidence and outgoing personality. And I will do whatever it takes to become her.
I admit—I am idolatrous. But aren't we all, to some degree?

The media, our friends, and even our own minds demand we look, act, and think as society dictates. This worldview has shifted our minds to believe perfection is attainable. In addition, moral relativity has brainwashed us to believe that whatever we think is right for us, is, in fact, right for us, regardless of others’ opinions on the matter. But what happens when what I think is right for me is actually destructive?

In “Reconstructed: Finding Christian Identity in a Postmodern World”, I drop the filter of perfection to point out that the only one I can trust to form my identity is the one who created me. I discuss how a car accident woke me from my blind state of self-destruction, and I blend biblical foundation with ideas taken from postmodern thought to show that Christian identity is possible and even better than the promises of postmodernity and perfectionism.