Sunday, February 4, 2007

Who I Am

I Am:

...a son of the King. I am a son of the Most High; Immanuel; the Lamb; the Lion of Judah; Jehovah Jirah; Adonai; Father.

...saved. By grace, I am saved, through faith. Certainly, not by any strength of my own, but only through the power of Jesus Christ, the one and only Son of the Living God.

...loved. I am loved by God the Father. I am loved by the Son, Jesus Christ. I am loved by the Holy Spirit. I am loved by my family and friends. I am loved.

...unique. There is no one like me. You might come close, but you are not and never will be me.

...strange. My eccentricities are my own. I'm strange. There are things that I like that no one else does. I don't think sometimes; just react. I say weird things a lot of times. That's just me.

...introverted. Sometimes, I just need to get away from everybody. Sometimes, I need to be by myself.

...a pilgrim. This a strange land. I'm just passing through.

...broken. I don't have all the answers. I don't know why. I mess up. I make mistakes. I screw up big time. I am not perfect.

...a student. I'm learning all the time. In college, but mostly out of class.

...a nerd. Star Wars, Disney....we're just scratching the surface. I fit the stereotype quite well.

...a friend. I have wonderful friends who have become a second family to me in so many ways, edifying and breaking down and sharpening.

...a fan of wolves. I think they're so very cool. Solitary but part of a larger pack.

...a singer. I sing in the shower, in bed, in the car, in public, wherever. Might not be good to you, but it is to me.

...getting older. It's bad when little kids don't remember shows and music that you grew up on. And what's with all the joints popping everytime I move? Someone get me a cane.

...unfinished art. God is constantly at work on me, chipping away, sculpting, painting, making me into His masterpiece.

...a murderer. My sins put Jesus on the cross, drove the nails, guided the whip, and slowly killed Him.

...redeemed. My sins put Jesus on the cross, but His love kept Him there; to die for me and offer me redemption.

...freaked out by stop-motion animation. Yes, that means that the Rudolph and Frosty the Snowman Christmas programs give me the creeps.

...child-like. I like to have fun, even if that means being completely stupid.

...thankful. I'm thankful for so many things. Check my earlier blog for a partial list.

...a fan of laughter. I like to laugh. I like to hear other people laugh with or at me; it doesn't matter. The laughter of a child is the best.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I love all those things about you :)