Who Am I
Who am I in this place of surrender?
Child, adult, married, divorced,
Married, widowed, grandmother
Friend, helper, passer-by
A name to identify a period of life.
But who am I? this flesh and blood and bone.
I am as others see me—an outward expression of humanity—
or nothing in this seething mass of life
Who am I in me this inner being?
This secret being that even I don’t know
As I look for a name
an identity which life has taught it should have.
But wait, a voice sighs “You are mine
I made you, made you in my image.
In this place of surrender, your identity
Is in me—loved—cherished—
One with me
Child of God