Just A Reminder

"You are more than what is hurting you tonight," these lyrics from MERCYME's song "Beautiful" touch a tender spot within my soul. Perhaps we are always trying to establish our identity, to find out what this creature that is us is, and where it orbits in the universe of human and divine relations. Will we one day grow beyond this? Or do we grow deeper and deeper into it? I am told that those who are dying often turn inward, compelled to process their own particular life and its meaning. I have sat beside recliners, listening as elderly friends turn over and over the gems of their lives, the singular moments and facts that bring order to the past.

At any rate, what defines us in our own minds--what we think holds us together, makes us worthwhile, or at least makes us different from the mass of everyone else--is important. We clutch those things, and they bind us. And so, I must remind myself of who I am and who I am not.

I am not
what I can't do well or
what I cannot do at all;
I am neither my failures nor
my successes.

I am not
what others think of me or
what I think they think of me.

I am not
my past.
I am not
my habits.
I am not
my sins.
I am not

stuck.

I am not
my hurts.
I am not
my hope.

I am His
and still finding out what that means.