Malice In “I Wonder Who I Am” Land (standard:humor, 912 words)
Author: Godspenman	Added: Mar 29 2006	Views/Reads: 3198/2072	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
For many years I maintained confidence in my personal identity. I knew exactly who I was and was quite comfortable in my skin. Although, I must confess my skin used to fit me better than it does these days.

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identity, went to the lost and found department and, by mistake, picked 
up someone else's lost identity? 

How do I know it hasn't happened to me? What proof do I have that I am
who I say I am? 

The evidence before me is quite overwhelming. A major corporation in the
United States has informed me that someone has stolen my identity; my 
wife asked me who do I think I am; and a friend I've known for years 
tells me I don't look like myself. 

Talk about having your reality check bounce. 

I must confess to times when my mind does wander a trifle. But I refuse
to accept the judgment that I am absent-minded. I grant you my mind, on 
the odd occasion, does take a little break every now and then, but it 
is never absent. 

This recent identity crisis caused me to do a little evaluating about my
personhood. Who am I really? I jotted down a few notes: son, brother, 
uncle, husband, father and grandfather. 

Although I'm not old enough to be a grandfather, I do accept the
privileges of this position. After all, I'm living with a grandmother, 
so it is easier just to go along with the program, if you know what I 
mean. 

Then a marvelous thought poked its way into my mind. How it got in with
all the clutter is beyond me. 

The thought was simply this; I am also a son of God. This is based upon
a wonderful verse of scripture. “But as many as received him, to them 
gave he power to become the sons of God, even to them that believe on 
his name.” (John 1:12 KJV.) 

I'm unsure about many things, but one thing I am confident in is my
relationship to God. 


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