seventy-one by Lois A. Cheney
Once, I prayed,
Who am I?
If only I knew who I was.
If only I knew what I could do.
And I prayed more earnestly,
Who am I?
If only I knew, faith would come.
If only I knew, strength would spread.
If only I knew, I could
work and serve and grow.
And I demanded in prayer
Who am I?
And he smiled,
And said,
“It is enough that I know,
Follow me.”
And I did
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It is enough that He knows who I am… it must be enough!
It is only when I place my identity, dependency, and hope on Him that I even begin to know who I am. What matters is who I am in Him.
On my own I am broken, arrogant, desperate, and searching.
In Him I am victorious, humbled, loved, and satisfied.
My job is not who I am. My friendships and relationships are not who I am. My talents aren’t who I am. My name isn’t who I am. I am, plain and simply, a child of God. How refreshing. How encouraging. How challenging.
I hope and pray that your spiritual journey, wherever you are on that road, is grounded on your identity in Him. How He sees, loves, and saves is the only thing that counts.
Following,
Ginger
