Thursday, September 04, 2008

Who Am I? by Casting Crowns

The Young Minister, Rich, at church on Sunday sang Who Am I?. I simply can not stop singing it. It moved me to a point where I am searching for Who Am I? My faith has always been a huge aspect of my life, but lately I have found I was just going with the motions...actually taking God for granted. Until this song was Song on Sunday.......I felt God calling my name at church.......actually it was like God was Screaming my NAME! I felt like God kept saying I am here for you BlueEyes...I have always been right here for you...BlueEyes are you my child and I love you. I just wanted to stand up and sing with Rich...believe me, the rest of God's People at church would definitely not want me to sing (very bad singer)! I am always amazed at the un-conditional Love and patience God has for us. It was this very LOVE that made me a believer.

Who am I?
That the Lord of all the earth,
Would care to know my name,
Would care to feel my hurt.
Who am I?
That the bright and morning star,
Would choose to light the way,
For my ever wandering heart.

Bridge:
Not because of who I am,
But because of what you've done.
Not because of what I've done,
But because of who you are.

Chorus:
I am a flower quickly fading,
Here today and gone tomorrow,
A wave tossed in the ocean,
A vapor in the wind.
Still you hear me when I'm calling,
Lord, you catch me when I'm falling,
And you've told me who I am.
I am yours.
I am yours.

Who am I?
That the eyes that see my sin
Would look on me with love
And watch me rise again.
Who am I?
That the voice that calmed the sea,
Would call out through the rain,
And calm the storm in me.
Not because of who I am,
But because of what you've done.
Not because of what I've done,
But because of who you are.

I am a flower quickly fading,
Here today and gone tomorrow
,A wave tossed in the ocean,
A vapor in the wind.
Still you hear me when I'm calling,
Lord, you catch me when I'm falling,
And you've told me who I am.
I am yours.

Not because of who I am,
But because of what you've done.
Not because of what I've done,
But because of who you are.

I am a flower quickly fading,
Here today and gone tomorrow,
A wave tossed in the ocean,
A vapor in the wind.
Still you hear me when I'm calling,
Lord, you catch me when I'm falling,
And you've told me who I am.
I am yours.I am yours.

I am yours.

Whom shall I fear?
Whom shall I fear?
'Cause I am yours.

I am yours.