Monday, November 22, 2010

Who am I?

Who am I?

I took this picture recently at an OU football game. I don’t know of you have ever had a chance to see the new scoreboard there but the thing is HUGE.

Who am I?

This question struck me as I saw it blazing across the scoreboard. It reminded me of the many times in my life that suddenly I have found myself asking this question.

Who am I?

I have struggled with this most of my life and have actively sought through a variety of methods to answer the question. There have been many hours in prayer asking God and there have been assessments such as Disc and MBTI. (I am an INFP btw)

And yet I find myself asking…

I have finally come to the realization that self-actualization will never happen for me. I am indeed wired to question and to seek. I wish I knew why the Lord wired me this way. Why He chose to give me this driving desire to always question who I am and what His purpose is for me but in the end it does not matter since I am who I am.

Many people experience depression this time of year with the turn to winter, the holidays and of course the sad state of the economy. My prayer this week is that we all will experience a moment of true thankfulness. Don’t worry about who you are, who you were or who you are going to be. For a moment, just pause and be thankful without question.

Have a wonderful Thanksgiving

1 comment:

  1. Great post. I do agree in some part. The answer is out there. We will find out at some point. Maybe it will be in our lifetime. Though, once we pass onto the next life, we will know it then.

    If you look towards the Native American culture, they went on vision quests to find answers. Maybe at some point, you will be on one.

    Overall, my belief is that weather you believe in God or not, there is a hand guiding you on a path.

    Maybe during this holiday season people will come to understand their path if depression grips them. Once through that ordeal, they will realize their vision or that a hand is guiding them.

    Yours in Scouting.