Who I am.

Last night I went to bed with an ache in my heart as I recalled how many young women, men children, youth cannot stand up and tell you who they are.

I ached because I recalled all the times that I wanted to be someone else or like them. The times when my parent looked at me with such disappointment and said.." why can you be like..." The times when they would compare me with the neighbors kids, cousins or their friend’s kids. The times when I thought I was born in the wrong family, when I prayed for God to give my folks the kind of child they always dreamed of and want.

I ached because; I knew there are others who face the same thing every day. when the ones put in charge of us tell us what we are not, tell us what we ought to be, tell us what a letdown we are all because we cannot be more than God created us to be and yet they won’t even let us be that.

But after I ached and I cried, I was filled with joy yet again, the joy that comes with knowing who I am. I am wonderfully and fearfully made, I am the egg that made it, and that sperm that had that one I’m a million chances and still made it. I am the image and likeness of the one true God. I am Gods perfect and divine handy work a manifestation of his glory, I am his purpose walking the earth on a journey to fulfillment. I am change, opportunity, help, remedy, a solution to a problem in my generation. I am a gift and I am gifted. I am unique and no other can do what I do how I do it. I am set apart for his use. I am his opinion not yours. I am his child. I am his business not yours am the very expression of God Almighty, the King of Kings and Lord of lords.

I am a god not a mere man so do not treat me as such.

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