Who Am I?
All people have 3 sides. How they see themselves, how others see them, and how the Lord see's them. Who am I, but a young provincial boy who feels he knows it all but knows naught. Who am I but one who feels the world rests in my hands, however it does not fit. Who am I but a quick to act mistaken boy who often leads himself to folly. Who am I but a pawn who's steps have and will be guided by an invisible hand. Who I am is who my family reared me to be, and who He foreknew me as. And with each passing day I become more and more like me each day.
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