Last night we listened to an old Catholic priest reminding us of who we are. He said that in this world, people describe themselves in terms of what they DO.... The question "who are you?" is answered with "I am a businessman", "I'm an athlete" as if the doing is more important than the being.
Another way the question is answered is terms of what you or others say about you. It is positive in the world's eyes, measured in money, big titles, the shrewd businessman, or if you do not have those handles, you are the loser, or the "flaky" one or the hanger on.
And then of course the answer gets answered in terms of what you have: the man that owns the mansion on the hill, the woman with the sleek cabriolet, the old man that lives in a delapitated shack.
So who are you? If you strip yourself from your work title, your daily objectives, your bank balance, your media persona. Who are you, there where it is just you, and no-one else.
The priest reminded us that we are "sons and daughters of the one most High", that our identity is in Christ. He reminds us that each of us is that unique human being, with the eye prints, foot prints, voice prints and DNA, that He has created. That there is no-one that can fill that place and space that He has created us for. The scriptures speaks about us being God's poema, His poetry, the ones He has plans for.
And here where I am, stripped of all but God and people that love me, I have to ask again: Who am I? Why am I here? And I have to hang onto God's promise that we are His children, bought at a very expensive price - the blood of the Son of the living God.
And if in times, nothing seems to make sense, we need to turn back to the basics. God's love, our significance in His eyes, the freedom that He has made us for, the resurrection power of the Holy Spirit, the Spirit in us. Basics. Being present here in this moment, and leaving the rest to God's will, His works.
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