Now I rejoice in what was suffered for you, and I fill up in my flesh what is still lacking in regard to Christ's afflictions, for the sake of His body, which is the church. Col 1:24
"I’m Not Who I Was..."
I was worshipping this morning while eating a bacon and egg sandwich and listening to the “Contemporary Christian Music Channel” on my cable TV network. Brandon Heath’s Don’t get Comfortable was playing in the background and at the end I thought I heard him say “I’m not who I am.”
That sparked an internet search of his vids and lyrics. So I decided to go junkin around in You tube and just check out the giant rummage sale of ideas and postings there. I stumbled across BH’s I’m Not Who I Was which I don’t remember ever hearing (but is probably what I heard him saying on TV). Like a Rolex laying hidden in a twisted mound of jewelry at said yard sale – I decided on a closer inspection.
What a beautiful message. But the words I thought I heard earlier “I’m not who I am” still haunted me a bit. I’m not everything I should be, nor am I everything I was. I mourn the former and rejoice the latter. I had listened to Chris Tomlin’s More Than Enough earlier this morning and was already challenged by it’s message too.
Is He more than enough for me? Am I not what I was? Am I what I profess to be? Am I the I Am’s or am I the My Am’s? Check out Brandon’s video and then in the spirit of that video answer the questions below:
Whose are you?
Is He, or are they/you enough?
What were you?
What are you?
I’ll start:
My Beloved’s.
I confess again - YES! More than Enough.
Messed up.
Fessed up.
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"I'll never be the same again and I am not what I used to be."
Sit and look into your old yearbook and "this" will apply, or some old family photos and see the faces of the loved ones who have passed and "this" will apply.
One comes away changed just by the passage of time. The key point in your blog should be emphasized as "Are you better after the change?"
He molds us like a craftsman molds the clay for artwork; purposely, and with vision and love. It is up to us to have the eyes to see and the ears to hear and the heart to feel. Pray for them and He will give them to you.
After having lost my identical twin brother I was and still am very changed. I have leaned on His shoulder more than I ever have during my life since then and I am not sure who I am anymore.
But as I say at the end of every prayer each night "Lord I trust in you" and I let Him put in my path the things I need. This growth will never stop as my search for who am will not either.
My prayer for myself is one of hope and the ability to forgive as He would. To calm me during times of stress, to lift me when I am depressed, and to brighten my joy when I am happy.
Who am I? I am he that changes.
The Trailing Arbutus
TTA - great comments my bro. I love one of the last things you said, "...and to brighten my joy when I am happy."
What an amazing thing to know that even when we think we're "up" He can take us further. I think He wants to take us further into His joy.
TM
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