Who Am I

Speak; for thy servant heareth.1st Samuel 3:10

The other day I was in a furniture store. I was walking by myself and my thoughts wandered to our Lord. Tears started pouring out of my body like a fountain. I walked over into a corner so no one would see me and then I just leaned against a wall and let the washing of my soul continue. Sometimes it just happens like that. Usually I am not sure of the when. It can be a word, a song or just the realization of what God has done for me. From deep down within me I feel the tears well up inside of me. At first I thought I was loosing my mind. But then I realized it was my Father touching me, washing me so that I could capture the feelings of humanity. So that my heart would not be hardened but continue to be burdened for the cause of Christ.

It is in these times that my wants disappear. My concerns are stamped out. My heart is broken and laid on the floor. It is then that I stand cleansed from the inside out bathed in the blood of the Savior.

Who am I that He would die for?
It does not make sense.
He's prepared a place for me in heaven
and not going to charge me rent?

Who am I that He would die for?
What is up with this thing?
With empty pockets
and holes in my socks.
Why I can barely even sing.

Who am I that He would die for?
These are things
I may never know.
All I must do
is accept it graciously
and turn around
and let it show.

Brad McGill
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