Who am I

Usually upon getting to know somebody, a few familiar questions are asked. What’s your name, where are you from (AKA where do you live) and “what do you do?” That last dreaded question is the least important yet usually the most defining quality that helps the Asker develop a clearer picture of whom he or she is talking to.

“Ahh, you’re a psychologist. Are you analysing me right now? Ha. Ha. Well, are you? What am I thinking??”

“Lifeguard? How many lives have you saved? None? Is that good or bad?”

“Ohhh, you work for insurance. Goodbye.”

A better question would be “what are some things you enjoy doing?” or “how do you usually spend your time day to day?”. This question takes the pressure off of trying to dehumanize oneself by impressing the listener with some complex job title and description that leaves them going “uh huh, okay… interesting” while shaking their tilted-slightly-to-the-right heads “yes”, up and down, with their eyes slightly squinted only to follow up by saying “so you’re not doing anything with your degree and you have dreams of being a writer? That’s nice.” *Followed by fake smile.

So here’s a little NEWSflash of which I’m unabashed

My dreams are my reality, my plan is thatched

I’m living the way I imagined, hard-working and quiet,

Surrounded by beauty,as flowing ink projects a riot

Coming from the depths of my passionate heart

And it’s true that this journey got off to a rough start

But if we didn’t fall down how would we know to get up

If we didn’t spill our drink, how’d we know we had a cup

If we didn’t question our flesh, would we ever question God?

God put me here to express His love and do so through my thoughts.

Who am I?

A Child of God.

Why am I?

To redirect the flawed.

Where am I?

In the same place as you, maybe across the globe, but the earth, water and sky provide the same view.


I am confident that the good work God has begun for me will be perfected. Phil. 1:6

10 thoughts on “Who am I

  1. This is so very true. I find people tend to define a person on work, “what do you do?”, “what are you?”. Stop this nonsense! I am human, a human who works as a ______ but this one thing should never define ME. Wonderful article!

  2. Right? We have GOT to stop being a work-obsessed, image-thriving culture and get back to humanism. Is that a word? Haha thanks for reading!

  3. This reminds me of “The Invitation” by Oriah Mountain Dreamer. “It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for, and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart’s longing. It doesn’t interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dream, for the adventure of being alive….” Good stuff, time for us all to rid the masks, and take the journeys from our heads to our hearts! Great blog, just found you from a link of being nominated for a Sister blog award? Still somewhat of a blogger newbie. Great to connect. ~Tracy

    1. Wow, what awesome lyrics! Thank you for sharing, Tracy!! I too, am a n00b. Haha we all have to start somewhere. Looking forward to following your blog! :~) Velvet

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