Have you ever asked the question of no one in particular, "Who am I?" I am sure we all have done so. We go through life searching for our place in the world. Sometimes we think we found it only to find later that it is only a stepping stone to something more. I find myself asking that question every so often. Searching for acceptance in a world that does not accept me or who I am.
It seems as though the world hates me and wants to destroy me at times. The Bible states in the book of John chapter three that a man came to Jesus and asked him a question about the way to enter into the kingdom of God. Jesus told Nicodemus that he must be born again. Many of us are thinking along the same line of though as Nicodemus when he answered Jesus with the question, "Can a man enter back into his mother's womb?" This question was asked of a fleshly or carnal mind.
What Jesus spoke of is a spiritualy experience. The spirit is emnity against the flesh and the flesh against the spirit. They are at war constantly because each wants to take over. The spirit loves God but the flesh hates God. The spirit will help the good man to grow while keeping the fleshly man at bay, only if it is willing.
This constant struggle for power many times brings confusion to the mind and soul. It is at these times that we ask again, "Who am I?" We want to be spiritual but sometimes fail to do so. We fall at times and feel as if we cannot get back to keep going. It is not always an easy thing to do, but we must keep walking on the straight path.
Who Am I?
Who am I that you would give your life for me
Crucified on a hill call Calvary
Torture and torment pain and sufferance
Anguish discomfort to give me life again
Crucified on a hill call Calvary
Torture and torment pain and sufferance
Anguish discomfort to give me life again
Who am I that I should be counted worthy
To gain the love of the Almighty
I am immoral full of guilt and shame
You Jehovah are the One who took the blame
To gain the love of the Almighty
I am immoral full of guilt and shame
You Jehovah are the One who took the blame
Who am I that you would charge me to come out
From the existence of death and doubt
To bloom as a rose in the midst of thorns
To return unto you and to be reborn
From the existence of death and doubt
To bloom as a rose in the midst of thorns
To return unto you and to be reborn
Who am I you hear me inquire yet again
I feel as though we are at the end
As we walk along and time passes by
I ask you My Lord once again, Who am I?
I feel as though we are at the end
As we walk along and time passes by
I ask you My Lord once again, Who am I?
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