Who I Am

It has occurred to me, that the whole finding yourself phase/becoming an adult is HAPPENING TO ME RIGHT NOW!!!  And while at first this created a minor (ok, major) freak out moment, I have since relaxed a little, let go, and decided that I am who I am whoever that may be.  In my somewhat OCD need to control my life and have a plan, I have decided to define who I am.  Now, and forever.  Sure people change, and I will, no doubt, change as well.  But the foundation upon which my life and self is built will remain firm.

So.  Who I am.

I am independent.  I don’t need someone holding my hand every step of the way.  I can do things for myself.  As a human however, I am at my very heart relational.  I’m not a hermit.  The presence of and interaction with others is extremely important in my life.

I am compassionate.  I care.  I don’t merely float through life.  I want to do my best to help others.  Any remotely sad or heartwarming moment generally brings tears to my eyes.  I love.

I am grounded.  Not like a troublemaker so I’m grounded all the time* but meaning set in my beliefs.  I know where I stand and why, but I’m not afraid to listen to other sides with serious contemplation and thought.

I am committed.  I don’t back out when the situation gets tough.  I stick it out to the end.

I am motivated.  I want to achieve.  I want to reach my goals.  I want to learn.  Yes, it’s difficult at times, but where is my purpose if I don’t DO something?

I make mistakes.  We all do, and we all live with them, and try to correct for our errors.

Who I am

If I live to be a hundred

And never see the seven wonders

That'll be alright

If I don't make it to the big leagues

If I never win a Grammy

I'm gonna be just fine

'Cause I know exactly who I am

I am Rosemary's granddaughter

The spitting image of my father

And when the day is done

My momma's still my biggest fan

Sometimes I'm clueless and I'm clumsy

But I've got friends who love me

And they know just where I stand

It's all a part of me

And that's who I am

So when I make big mistake

When I fall flat on my face

I know I'll be alright

Should my tender heart be broken

I will cry those teardrops knowin'

I will be just fine

'Cause nothin' changes who I am

I am Rosemary's granddaughter

The spitting image of my father

And when the day is done

My momma's still my biggest fan

Sometimes I'm clueless and I'm clumsy

But I've got friends who love me

And they know just where I stand

It's all a part of me

And that's who I am

I'm a saint and I'm a sinner

I'm a loser, I'm a winner

I'm am steady and unstable

I am young but I'm able

I am Rosemary's granddaughter

The spitting image of my father

And when the day is done

My momma's still my biggest fan

Sometimes I'm clueless and I'm clumsy

But I've got friends who love me

And they know just where I stand

It's all a part of me

And that's who I am

I am Rosemary's granddaughter

The spitting image of my father

And when the day is done

My momma's still my biggest fan

Sometimes I'm clueless and I'm clumsy

But I've got friends who love me

And they know just where I stand

It's all a part of me

And that's who I am

So now you know who I am… But who am I?  Sounds kind of redundant… And I agree it probably is.  But in the grand scheme of things, Who Am I?  Some considerably small portion of the world today, and even smaller when you include all of history and time.  Like I said earlier I like to have a plan.  But my plan is nothing compared to God’s plan for me.  He’s the one who has it all worked out.

Who am I?

That the Lord of all the earth,

Would care to know my name,

Would care to feel my hurt.

Who am I?

That the bright and morning star,

Would choose to light the way,

For my ever wandering heart.

Not because of who I am,

But because of what you’ve done.

Not because of what I’ve done,

But because of who you are.

I am a flower quickly fading,

Here today and gone tomorrow,

A wave tossed in the ocean,

A vapor in the wind.

Still you hear me when I’m calling,

Lord, you catch me when I’m falling,

And you’ve told me who I am.

I am yours.

I am yours.

Who am I?

That the eyes that see my sin

Would look on me with love

And watch me rise again.

Who am I?

That the voice that calmed the sea,

Would call out through the rain,

And calm the storm in me.

Not because of who I am,

But because of what you’ve done.

Not because of what I’ve done,

But because of who you are.

I am a flower quickly fading,

Here today and gone tomorrow,

A wave tossed in the ocean,

A vapor in the wind.

Still you hear me when I’m calling,

Lord, you catch me when I’m falling,

And you’ve told me who I am.

I am yours.

Not because of who I am,

But because of what you’ve done.

Not because of what I’ve done,

But because of who you are.

I am a flower quickly fading,

Here today and gone tomorrow,

A wave tossed in the ocean,

A vapor in the wind.

Still you hear me when I’m calling,

Lord, you catch me when I’m falling,

And you’ve told me who I am.

I am yours.

I am yours.

I am yours.

Whom shall I fear

Whom shall I fear

Cause I am yours..

I am yours..

It’s all summed up in that last line for me.  I am yours.  No matter what else goes into the formula for “Emily,” God is at the center.

“I will keep your law continually, forever and ever.

I shall walk at liberty, for I have sought your precept.

I will also speak of your decrees before kings, and shall not be put to shame;

I find my delight in your commandments, because I love them.

I revere your commandments, which I love, and I will meditate on your statutes.”

Psalm 119:44-48

*I have never been grounded by my parents until like a week ago when I didn’t plug the car in after coming home.  They wait till I’m back from college and 19 years old to ground me.