Who Am I?

I know, I know...That age-old question that everyone has to deal/wrestle with at one (if not more than one) point in their life...However, I actually reference it here, because it is the first line to a song that just started playing over and over again in my head...

"Who am I, that the Lord of all the earth
Would care to know my name
Would care to feel my hurt
Who am I, that the Bright and Morning Star
Would choose to light the way
For my ever wandering heart

Not because of who I am
But because of what You've done
Not because of what I've done
But because of who You're

I am a flower quickly fading
Here today and gone tomorrow
A wave tossed in the ocean
A vapor in the wind
Still You hear me when I'm calling
Lord, You catch me when I'm falling
And You've told me who I am
I am Yours, I am Yours

Who am I, that the eyes that see my sin
Would look on me with love and watch me rise again
Who am I, that the voice that calmed the sea
Would call out through the rain
And calm the storm in me"

I want to see myself through His eyes...I want to know what that looks like...I want to run hard and fast towards Him...Not towards what people think of me, not towards the things that so often consume my thoughts, not towards other peoples' approval...I want to stand, arms high and heart abandoned, in awe of His grace, His mercy, His love, His power...


Now, as the title might suggest, this is not going to be a place of hugely intellectual thoughts...I'm just not that kind of person...This is just going to be a place of real life...Ugly, battered, torn, broken, redeemed, forgiven...Life....