Who Am I?

Who am I?
This is a question that comes up for all of us multiple times in our lives. The thing is, most of us never truly answer the question. We go on in our daily existence to afraid to do the work that comes with such a simple, yet profound question.
Who am I?
A question that I can’t answer on my own; it requires prayer. I must go beyond the shallow prayers of “Bless this food and the hands that prepared it.” or “Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep”. No, to truly get an answer to this question I have to use those deep transformational prayers. Yeah, the ones that make us uncomfortable. The ones that snatch us out of our comfort zone, propelling us to another dimension.
I asked God to break up the fallow ground, but I didn’t realize it would bring up even more questions.
Be careful what you ask for.
As the layers started to be pulled back, I saw that I have been trying to put my life together from a bag of mixed up broken pieces; most of which are not my own. I’m holding myself together with tape and bubble gum. But which me? The true me I haven’t discovered yet or the me that was told wasn’t good enough?
I was told that I’m decorating a dead tree. Dressing up the outside, doing more things, and making more money. All in hopes of no one noticing the lines on my face permanently etched in by the stream of tears. That patch of old dirt is what I know, but God wants to plant a garden in my life so that all can see its beauty.
He has done the little things in my life to show me that He is God. He still can and will do more, but I have to let Him. He has so much more for me than what I’m holding on to. God can’t bless me with all these old roots and the negative things I tried to bury still lurking below the surface.
Like me you have become so accustomed to the pieces you don’t know what you are carrying around anymore. That barren wastes land we call a life is not the plan He has for us. He wants to do a work in us that is exceedingly, abundantly, above all we can ever ask or think.
Who am I?
After this revelation the only answer I could give is, I don’t know.
Since I don’t know who I am, Lord make me into who You want me to be.

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