If someone where to ask me who I am, in an effort to describe myself, I would probably give them a list beginning with my name, then adding all of the roles I fill. You would probably do the same. Those words we would list don’t really describe our character though, do they? They don’t define who we are, they normally list what we do.
A familiar scripture was brought my attention, and for some reason, its words took on new depth, it was more personal this time. Jesus and his disciples are having a little chat and Jesus asks them a simple question:
Who do people say the Son of Man is?
The disciples answered him with lots of explanations, John the Baptist, Elijah, Jeremiah, or one of the prophets.
You know what though? I don’t think it really mattered to Jesus who “people” said He was, perhaps He was just opening the door to get a little more personal with them. He follows their answers with another question:
But who do you say that I am?
Hmm - Takes the question a little deeper than what a surface answer can handle, doesn’t it? It was about more than what “other people” thought, it was about each one of them personally. He wanted them to be able to answer the question for themselves, not just go with an answer because it was an answer someone else had given.
That brings me to a personal question for you and for me. If He were to ask you that today, how would you describe Him?
Would your answer be things you know based upon what other people say? Or would your answer be a reflection of who He is to you? I don’t like it when people dig around in my heart gettin’ all personal about my feelings, asking me questions that I’m not ready to answer. It just makes me all messy inside. BUT – when I walk away from the situation and let the question settle, true soul searching begins. I think it is very, very easy for us in the Christian world to base our faith on the faith of others and keep it from being too “personal”. That way it stays all nice and neat and doesn’t probe around in our hearts to reveal anything we don’t want to see. He is not generic – He is name brand. He is specific. He is a personal God. If knowing the exact number of hairs upon your precious little head ain’t personal, then I don’t know what is.
And He wants you to know Him - personally.
So, here’s a question for you to chew on today:
But who do you say He is?
……..and don’t y’all be givin’ me no John the Baptist answers! (Yes, my finger is waving and I got all kinds of body language in case you were wondering!)
Who is He?
Royal Princess Daughter Of The King
He is who sees me for who I can be and who I want to be and also gives me the strength to strive for being that person. He does not judge me for my shortcomings or mistakes but sees how I have come thru those stronger and drawn closer to him and he appreciates and loves me for those times I do fail and willingly admit that I failed where I want to be. He is also the one who can hear my every thought along with everyone else at the seme time...
ReplyDeleteI have often imagined in my feable mind that he is spinning the world on his finger like a Harlem Globtrotter basketball player..not watching it but just maintaining its spin while handling all of our small problems in one breath and almost sighing at me like...."when are you gonna learn to trust me with all your junk."
That is what he is to me...and yes my hand is on my hip too.
Mitzi
He is the love of my life! I really could not make it without Him. He has walked thru this journey - my life - right beside me & I have grown to love Him,& trust Him. He is my true friend. I can be totally honest, express all my feelings & He listens & understands that I am still not quite there yet. He loves me whether I am right or wrong. When I think I can't go any further He is there to help me. He is so patient with my childish thinking. I made a choice when I was a teenager to give Him my whole life & I have never been disappointed. The more I get to know Him the more I am amazed!!!! Carla
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ReplyDeleteWho is He to me? Goodness. Everything is so true, and such a lie at the same time. He is my everything. I still battle pride and control, yet Hes lovingly showing me, teaching me trust. Hope...all in Him. Joy, only in Him. Peace, securely in Him. Love, in Him. Healing, PRAISE GOD FOR HEALING! Thru Him. Goodness. The freedom that comes in entering His presence, expressing whatever emotion is intertwined in my spirit with freedom, and The God who does hold the world (perhaps like a globetrotter!) Comes, and speaks words, breaths life, calms nerves, renews strength into the depths of my soul all while cleaning out the dirty closets, and dustbunny filled rooms of my heart, to transform me into who He already sees me as...I can not fathom time how He does...past, present, future, all the same. But He is my God, my savior, my redeemer, Mine. I am His and He is mine...Here in the power of Christ I stand!
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