Hope you all had a beautiful and happy Easter! In keeping with the theme of resurrection and new life, here’s a funny story about the time I changed my last name.
It was a little over a year ago now that my husband Sebastian and I got married. Being the diligent bride I wanted to be, I had ordered a name-change kit from an awesome company called Hitchswitch. They send you all the necessary forms with a list of instructions for each document on which you want to change your name, all in one folder. Totally speaking my language. One-stop, name-change shopping.
The first monstrous step was social security. Changing your name on that ancient little card your parents get when you’re a baby is a PROCESS, let me tell you. You can’t just send in a formand call it a day. You actually have to march on down to your local social security office, check in on their little computers, and wait in line in a room with hundreds of people all trying to do the same or similar things. Have you ever been to the DMV? I would have rather been there.
Also this is Miami so…It took like four hours. I don’t want to talk about it.
Long story short, once that part’s done, you just have to wait for your new SS card to come in the mail. Once it arrives, and you can get started on all the other essentials…drivers license, passport, insurance company, the bank, vehicle registration, etc etc…
At this point I’m thinking, “nobody WARNED me how involved this would be!” I knew once I got my drivers license the rest would become pretty straightforward…So, down to the DMV I go, new SS card in hand, multiple ways to prove I WAS Kayla Dimpsey and was now able to become Kayla Cardona. In fact, everything at the DMV went shockingly smooth. No problems. Probably the shortest wait of my life. Easy peasy! I’m finally official!
Then I went to the gym.
Now, here’s where I might look a little stupid. We’re all human, we all make mistakes, so I ask for a little grace in this moment, if you’d be so kind.
I went to the gym straight from work, which meant I had packed my gym clothes to change in the locker room. I change, and shove my whole bag, wallet and all, into a locker. Now, I had gotten into this habit (which I sincerely DO NOT recommend) of picking the most inconspicuous looking locker and leaving my belongings in there, trusting them to the hands of God and the goodness of human hearts (lol)…not to, say, I don’t know, a lock.
Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.
So, I did my workout, grabbed my things from the locker room and went on my merry little way.
A couple hours later (yes, hours), my husband and I are at home and decide to order food. After making the order online I go to get my wallet to enter our payment info. I pull my wallet out of my purse and noticed it had been left open, which is not like me at all. I look inside aaaaaaaand (you guessed it) my credit card, debit card, and my BRAND SPANKIN’ NEW DRIVERS LICENSE were all missing. My phone was also missing as well.
Cue the panic.
We checked our account and sure enough, a bunch of unfamiliar charges show up. In 3 hours this person had bought some beauty supplies and then went HAM at Subway (no pun intended).
One long conversation with the bank and a police report later, I was spent and had no form of identification on me that matched my new legal name.
So back to the DMV I go the next day! It took a little longer this time but thankfully I managed to get the card replaced, headed straight to the tag agency to update my registration as well, and finally the rest followed pretty smoothly. I also had my phone replaced and updated all my loved ones with a new phone number, finally in a Miami area code and not Colorado (where I’m from).
All things new.
I was telling someone this story later that week, and they responded with “So it’s literally like, ‘New life, who dis?'” I cracked up. Because that’s exactly what it felt like! A complete identity overhaul!
I was thinking about what that guy said later and I remembered what we’re taught about the purpose of marriage from a biblical view. Marriage is designed to be a representation of Christ’s relationship to the Church (check out Ephesians 5:22-33). And when the Church is aligned and united with Christ, it takes on His identity. New life. Everything changes. We die to the old self and are made alive again in Christ, completely new creations (2 Corinthians 5:17). And this is a process. A complete identity overhaul.
So as much of a headache as it was, it couldn’t have been a clearer reminder of what my new identity as Kayla Cardona is really about—my new identity as a believer in Christ—and the work it required on God’s part to make this new life possible. We’re talking ultimate sacrifice here…sinking to the depths so that we could be raised up and seated with him in heaven (Ephesians 2:4-6). He makes ALL things new (Revelation 21:5). And man am I grateful for the overhaul.
I pray our marriages and our lives would reflect the beautiful relationship of Christ with his Church…the sacrifice, the servants heart, the hint of heaven that is to come one day.
Also, always bring a lock to the gym. Consider yourself warned.
For God’s glory,
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