Remember Who You Were Before the World Touched You

God doesn’t punish you for the religion you follow — and He doesn’t withhold blessing because of it. Whether you wear a faith like armor, practice quietly, call yourself a chosen one, or don’t follow any religion at all, the heart of God’s calling is simple and beautiful: remember who you were before the world touched you.

We were born carrying a thread of truth — identity, purpose, and an original memory of Presence. The world comes with noise, rules, shame, and labels that try to rewrite that thread. Some people cover their light with rituals. Others hide it behind cynicism. None of that makes God turn away. What matters is not the brand of belief you hold, but whether you can still find the voice inside that remembers home.

When you remember who you were — before fear, before performance, before people decided who you should be — you reconnect to the Source of that memory. That reconnection isn’t punishment or reward; it’s reunion. It’s coming back to the place where your true worth was placed before the world had its say.

So stop waiting to be perfect, stop trying to earn a seat at a table you were born for. Sit in silence. Breathe. Let the layers fall. Ask: Who was I before the noise? What did I come here to do? That remembering is a practice, not a performance. It’s a daily return: a soft, steady choosing to stand in your origin.

When you remember, your life becomes a witness — not of religion or doctrine, but of Presence. You show others what is possible: healing, generosity, courage, and the quiet authority of a life aligned.

Remember. Return. Rise.

Deivone M. Tanksley Sr.