Who Do You Think You Are?

Ever been asked that question? Jesus bore up under such questions of scorn and ridicule as He hung upon the Cross over 2000 years ago. The scoffers railed at Him that day. “If you are God, then come down from the Cross”.  Jesus didn’t.

If He had, there would be no Salvation and no Savior. No one to show us how deeply God loved the world and those in it. No one to take our shame and our guilt upon Himself. No one to take our griefs and carry our sorrows. No one to be resurrected from the grave.

This season of Lent, my heart finds rest when I gaze upon this Beautiful One, the Lamb of God who takes away the sins of the world. The Cross answers my questions about who I am and why I am here.

Not who I am
but Whose I am
I belong to the great I Am That I Am
Only Wise God

Not what I’ve done
but what He’s done
for me
for the world

Not where I now live
but where my Eternal Home is
Not this is my home
but heaven is my home

Not what I want
but what He wants
to love Him with all my heart
my soul, my strength
and my neighbor as myself

Not what I will
but what He wills

Not my reflection
but His glory shining through
a weak vessel

Do you know Whose you are? This is God’s answer to our deep longings to know we are valued and loved. Jesus laid down His life for you and me—not because we deserve it, but because of His great mercy and compassion. His invitation to all, is to receive this gift of love and believe in this wonderful Name of Jesus, the Lamb of God who takes away the sins of the world.

But as many as received Him, to them He gave the right to become children of God, even to those who believe in His name, who were born, not of blood nor of the will of the flesh nor of the will of man, but of God. (John 1: 12,13 NASB). 


23 thoughts on “Who Do You Think You Are?

  1. This post goes so well with the old hymn, I Am His, And He Is Mine, which is fresh on my mind because Joanne & Janet sang that as a duet last week for special music at church. They harmonized so well, and many were encouraged by it. But overall, the Lord was honored and glorified.


    • Jewel, Oh I would have loved to have seen and heard your beautiful girls sing that hymn together and I know the Lord was glorified. What a joy to know that not only are we his children, but He is our God and nothing can separate us from His Love. Blessings to you and family, dear one.


  2. A very humbling reminder of how much our Father loves us. You stated it so absolutely powerfully and beautifully. Thank you, Glenda, for putting our eyes on Jesus today.


    • Laura,
      It is humbling to know we are loved by our Father…and fills our hearts to the brim. May His Love and rest flow over and around you and out from you today. Love you, sweet friend.


    • Thanks for sharing Verna. Praising the Lord that He calls us to be His own. Glad we are both His…that makes us sisters…still connected after all these years. Blessings to you dear friend.


    • Hi Ellen,
      Thanks for stopping by and commenting on my post.I recognized your picture and realized we were at bootcamp together in Feb. I signed up for your future posts and will look forward to getting to know you better through your writing. God bless you.


  3. Hadn’t seen this the first time you posted it so glad you posted it again. Absolutely beautiful. Indeed, not who we are, but WHOSE we are. That really does answer so much 🙂 Blessings to you!


    • Knowing we belong to the Lord brings comfort when the winds of change threaten our belief Of who really is in control. Only then can I let go and let Him work as I pray.
      Blessings to you Cindy. Thanks for sharing!


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