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Sunday, July 18, 2010

Who Am I?

"I am not worthy of the least of all the mercies and of all the truth which You have shown Your servant."
~ Genesis 32:10 (NKJV)

Who Am I?

The Bible quotes David asking three times, "Who am I, that ..." The man after God's own heart asked this of Saul shortly after slaying Goliath, of God after receiving promise of an everlasting kingdom, and again shortly before he died.

Please permit me to quote from that last instance with greater length than I generally use here:

"Blessed are You,
LORD God of Israel, our Father, forever and ever.
Yours, O LORD, is the greatness,
The power and the glory,
The victory and the majesty;
For all that is in heaven and in earth is Yours;
Yours is the kingdom, O LORD,
And You are exalted as head over all.
Both riches and honor come from You,
And You reign over all.
In Your hand is power and might;
In Your hand it is to make great
And to give strength to all.
"Now therefore, our God,
We thank You
And praise Your glorious name.
But who am I, and who are my people,
That we should be able to offer so willingly as this?
For all things come from You,
And of Your own we have given You.
For we are aliens and pilgrims before You,
As were all our fathers;
Our days on earth are as a shadow,
And without hope... "
~ 1 Chronicles 29:10-15 (NKJV)

Whatever his lapses, whatever his achievements, David did not lose sight of the fact that he was quite small, and God is quite large; that without the Lord, we are utterly without hope; that the Lord is worthy of our blessing at all times, even in the valley of the shadow of death.

It is a fitting perspective.

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 wondering 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 are

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 told me who I am
I am Yours, I am Yours

Who am I, that the eyes that see our 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? ...

Whom shall I fear?
Whom shall I fear?
'Cause I am Yours
I am Yours

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Lyrics of "Who Am I?" as recorded by Casting Crowns are written by Hall, John Mark; © 2003 Reunion Records, Inc.


  1. This is great Anne. SO often we get caught up in a 'what about me' attitude when in fact we should be asking, 'who am I?"

    I love that song from casting crowns. In fact it helped shape and name one of my novels. ;)

  2. I love knowing that I am His. Bless you for this post.

  3. I don't people really ever ask that question anymore because we are so afraid of the answer. "Who am I?" can show a real ugly, needy side to us. Which conflicts with our beautiful, independent personas!

  4. I have always wondered "who am I?", that Jesus would lay down his life for me. That He sees my ugliest side and still loves me as much as He ever has.

  5. T ~ I am grateful that I've never gotten over all that. I still feel an awe that the Lord chose me and gave me the privlege to say, "I am Yours." I pray (please, Lord!) that I NEVER get over this.

    Denise ~ There is NO doubt in my mind about to Whom you belong!

    David ~ Ah, yes. And that's the beauty of the Holy Spirit, Who slowly works that wickedness out of us as we cooperate with Him.

    Mary ~ That is even more surprising, that I don't do anything to make Him love me more, because I'm so bad to begin with, and don't improve enough to make a difference. The difference is the direction I'm facing. The difference is my heart for Him, just a little closer to Him ever day.

  6. Without God, we get a Stalin, a Pol Pot, an Adolph Hitler. With God, we get a Mother Theresa, a William Booth (Salvation Army),a Dorcas, a Simon Bar-Jonas (aka Peter), etc., etc.

    God takes our feeble clay, if we yield to Him, and makes of it a beautiful work of living art.

  7. I love this song. I used translator but translation on my language made me laugh.

  8. Oh, yes ... because of who He is and invites us to be in Him ... what a glorious God.

  9. Clifford ~ Don't you wish clay didn't need to be fired in a furnace?

    Natasa ~ It is said that something is lost in translation. This time I guess something was gained.

    Susan ~ ... who He invites us to be in Him ... Oh but how big He is!


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