Banias, Ancient Caesarea Philippi OSU Special Collections and Archives
A woman asked me once, in a confrontational way, “Who are you?” I didn’t know how to answer. All I could think was, I am me. I didn’t think she would understand.
And mostly I don’t understand the “me” who inhabits this frail human body. I believe I am a precious daughter of God. Sometimes a wilful child, sometimes a cooperative one, sometimes cranky, sometimes cheerful, sometimes resentful, sometimes forgiving.
In light of the Lord’s perfection, I am a humble pupil, a striving wannabe, a stumbling follower in the way of love and compassion.
[Jesus] said to them, “But who do you say that I am?” Matthew 16:15
Unknown maker, Rembrandt Pupil, active 1650s Christ and the Canaanite Woman, 1650 Pen and brown ink, brown wash, corrected with white gouache J. Paul Getty Museum
Every day I have choices to make. I look to the Scriptures to decide what is right and just:
Love my neighbors, love my enemies.
Pray for those who persecute me.
Forgive those who hurt me.
Feed the hungry.
Give shelter to the homeless.
Thus says the LORD: Observe what is right, do what is just. Isaiah 56:1a
I wonder, if I listened very hard, if I would hear a holy voice say I am God’s beloved child.
I wonder how it would change me to live with the knowledge that I am God’s beloved child, that we are all God’s beloved children, that God is pleased and delighted by our presence.
From the cloud came a voice that said, “This is my beloved Son, with whom I am well pleased; listen to him.” When the disciples heard this, they fell prostrate and were very much afraid. But Jesus came and touched them, saying, “Rise, and do not be afraid.” Matthew 17:5b-8