Who am I?
What a telling question. It is one that we all struggle with in life. It can seem so simple, yet be the most complex question to answer in our life.
I am so many different people; son, brother, husband, father, friend, co-worker. And the list could go on interminably I'm sure. But the best answer is that I am a child of the King.
This King is no ordinary king. He never ruled one of those historical juggernaughts like, Persia, Egypt, Greece, or Rome. He is, rather, the King of kings, Master of all Creation. My King is the LORD.
So, any answer I give to the question, "who am I," will always be offered in the shadow of the only one who answered I AM. As a result of that, my answer can only be, "I am because HE IS." And my answer comes with all the blemishes inherent in the fallen condition from which I'm trying to crawl (every day of my life).
Yep, you guessed it! I'm one of those Jesus Freaks. That's ok, I've been called worse by much better. I just pray that you will take everything I say here in light of the fact that I am imperfect, but I am crazy about Him whom I have believed.
If you can't understand what I'm talking about, you should visit my brother's site. He lays it out pretty well. He's a Marine and rough around the edges, but he's still a pretty cool guy.