31 Days Five Minute Friday: Who

When I think about the question "who am I," I tend to list the things I want to be. I want to be brave, like I was this day on this surprise gondola ride in Venice. I want to be adventurous and take a vacation on my own. I want to be...the list goes on.

But all I really need to know is whose I am. I am a child of the most high God. I am fearfully and wonderfully made. All of that is enough of a who.

Because when it comes down to it, I am brave. I pushed away the worry of dropping every thing of value into a canal in Venice and got in that gondola. I was adventurous and as soon as I made it to Niagara Falls last month, I made my way to the dock for the Maid of the Mist and felt the spray of the falls on my face from the deck of a boat. All of those things I list when I think of who I want to be are within reach because of whose I am.

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