Who Are You?
Who are you?
Have you ever been asked that question? Perhaps not in that way. Few people will really ask in that way, but many will want to know who you are.
How do you answer the question?
You might say that you are so-and-so’s husband or wife. You might be this or that kid’s parent.
Maybe you a collector of marbles or stamps or rabbit’s feet. Or whatever else you can dream up to collect.
Maybe you reply with your job. You’re a butcher, a baker, a candlestick maker, though I’m not sure about the upward mobility of those jobs. You’re identity might be tied up i being a banker or a pastor or any myriad of other jobs.
I listen to a lot of podcasts. One of them proclaims basically that what you do for a living is not who you are. I couldn’t agree more, though I might have had a hard time learning this over the years. I think that it is a difficult lesson for many of us to learn.
Think about Jesus. We describe him sometimes as being a carpenter or carpenter’s son. Some people in Nazareth seemed to not get over the fact that He used to build their houses or their furniture or whatever it was that Jesus did for the people of Galilee. However, that’s not how Jesus identified Himself. He saw himself as being His Father’s Son. Everything else flew out of that.
Paul didn’t tie himself into what he did either. He was a tent maker, which was a far cry from his original career path. He could have been a great leader of Israel’s religious community. Instead, he switched sides to following Christ. He gave up the good life for one even better. However, how did he describe himself?
Most of all a servant.
There are many things in this world that we can identify ourselves with. However, it’s outside of this world where we truly find our identity. We need to find our identity in the One who we place our faith in rather than in what this world offers.
Who are you?