Remember who you are – January 2008
On new years eve during a coporate worship service, I heard in my spirit a challenge from the Lord. He was reminding me who I was, and challenging me to remember too. Remember who you are…remember who you are…remember who you are…
Like most people, I went on a journey at one point in my life of determining who I was, and what I had been created to do. It is amazing to me that even after having a destiny revelation, I can still keep functioning in who I am not.
I have begun working on my next album, and as I was playing through a bunch of potential songs that I had written over the past 2 years, I again felt the Lord’s challenge, remember who you are. I realized that I have not allowed myself to really be me in my song writing because I am afraid that the songs are “too simple”, or “too boring”. In fact, I lost the presence of God from some of the songs because as I kept reworking them, I worked God right out. I guess I was trying to create something that would fit a certain mold instead of knowing and trusting that the beautiful simplicity is exactly what is supposed to be heard.
I know who and what God has called and created me to be. I am aware of the sound that He has put on the inside of me, and the power of the Kingdom that comes when I rest and function in who I am. I feel like sometimes I just don’t care, and I’m too lazy to actually pursue an intimacy with God. The crazy thing is that I really do care, and I want more than anything to live in His shadow. So what is it that stops me from acting on the deepest desire in my heart? What is it within my being that allows me to so easily push to the side who I am, and my intimacy with Jesus? Why do I self destruct and not even realize it until I am feeling dried up?
When I allow myself to remember some of the things I long for, my spirit begins to be stirred. I long to be in the place of intimacy with the Lord that He is always on my mind. When I go to sleep, when I wake in the night, when I get up in the morning, when I go through my day, He is always in my thoughts, and I am in constant communion with Him. I long for the time when my spirit is always postured in worship. I long for the manifest presence of God to change me, my family, my city, my province, my nation. I just want Him. Simple, isn’t it?
A year ago, we had a quest speaker one Sunday morning. My son, Isaac who was 4 at the time was sitting with us during the preach. The speaker was preaching this simple message, and repeated it over and over to the congregation: “Who are you? Who are you? Who are you?” My son stood up and yelled to him, “I’m Isaac!!”. You don’t have to coach a child to remember who they are, they know and function in it. This year, I am going to remember who I am.
So, who are you?
