Who Am I?

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 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'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
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've told me who I am
I am Yours, I am Yours, I am Yours

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

"Who Am I" by Casting Crowns

I hate posting so many long stories and song lyrics, but some of the best things take a long time to say.

I am moved by music. Seriously, if there is anything that I can count on to motivate me, make me think, or to put me back on the right track, it's some good music. I listen to it, and what it's saying just hits me so hard, and I actually feel the words. Today, I got hit with this song.

Who am I? When I boil it down, and I really think about it, I am literally nothing: physically, socially, emotionally, mentally, and in any other category you could consider me with. I am a fallen person, and truly, I don't deserve anything. I have so much that should not be mine, that is only mine by the Grace of God. He knows my name, when it should be forgotten for all eternity. He feels it when I struggle and hurt and bleed. Not only does He know these as His own, but He cares that I must face them. I am truly not worthy of the home I have, the opportunity for learning I have, the friends and family I have, the wonderful person I have who I hope will one day walk beside me in life. Who am I to think these are things I deserve, or can claim as mine?

It causes me to question, why? Why? WHY? Why do I have these things? I guess the point is I have them because Someone up there thinks the world of me. I don't know why, I don't need to know why, even though I continue to ask (that's the philosopher in me, always asking "why"). The great part is, IT'S NOT ABOUT ME! I don't have to worry about losing His love, because if I could ever do that, I would have already done so. I have spit in the face of God with my life so many times. Soon, I will be gone, like a vapor in the wind, and I could so easily be forgotten. Yet, God refuses to forget me. Despite my being worthless and empty by myself, I can't help but feel special and loved.

I know I am nothing. Knowing that, it makes the things I am blessed enough to have worth so much more; and I don't shake my fists in anger when I don't have them. I suppose I originally had a point to get out of all this, but in got lost in my feeble little mind. I hope you, the reader, can get something worthwhile in it.

Thank you God, for hearing when I call, and catching me when I fall.