aaronmoore Apr 15, 2021 8:00 PM

I Know Who I Am. I Am Not Confused.

On Monday, our sabbath, I was prompted by the Holy Spirit to lay and listen. I turned off my phone, slid it into my backpack and I pulled out my journ...

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On Monday, our sabbath, I was prompted by the Holy Spirit to lay and listen. I turned off my phone, slid it into my backpack and I pulled out my journal so that I’d be able to write down whatever it was that He wanted to say to me. After a while, I remembered that I had a book in my pack that I’d been wanting to start, so I pulled it out and only read the first page before I heard the Holy Spirit tell me to stop. What I had just read was the beginning of the tale of a struggling missionary who finally unlocked the secret to seeing change happen right where she was. Another missionary challenged her to encourage people to sit and listen to the Holy Spirit before she tried to give them any advice on their situation or circumstances. 

Before the conversation was finished, he prompted her to reflect on a question that caused my heart to bubble with excitement. This felt like the moment that I was finally going to receive answers to questions that I’d been asking for a while. 

“The first step is to ‘wait’... ‘be still’... ‘listen’. Then be definite about your sins -- daily; with notebook and pencil write down the things the Holy spirit speaks to your mind; determine to obey. Then share with others who come to you for help how the power of Christ changes you.”

So I waited. I stilled myself. I listened. With notebook and pen, I wrote down what the Holy Spirit spoke to me and I committed to obedience. Now, I’m choosing to share... with you. Specifically, I asked for revelation of sins hidden and seen that are standing in the way of the power of Christ being fully activated within me. He spoke and I repented. He was so gentle and kind to me. 

I asked the Lord how to proceed; how to surrender. He said “speak the truth.” So together, the Holy Spirit and I, we wrote this poem. This is one that I’ll speak over myself for many days and maybe years into the future. I’m learning just how important it is to my relationship with Jesus, that I disagree with the enemy when he whispers lies upon lies to me. 

The power of Christ is changing me and I want everyone to encounter His love, peace, mercy, goodness, gentleness, kindness and grace in the same way that I have. He is good. I’ll hold fast to that forever.


I know who I am. I am not confused. 

I am empowered and strengthened by the Holy Spirit living in me. 

He is trustworthy. 

 

The sovereign Lord chose to breathe life into my lungs

for a purpose that extends far beyond my days on earth. 

I am a vessel of His glory; His power; His love. 

 

The King of Kings is exalted on my praise. 

He sits enthroned upon my worship. 

 

The words of the enemy fall to the ground and shatter 

when they hit my ears because 

the Spirit of God living in me is too strong. 

 

I believe God when He says He loves me. 

I believe God when He says no temptation has overtaken me. 

I believe God when He says He will fight for me. 

I believe God when He says it is finished. 

 

I will never know a day 

void of His presence. 

 

My name is written down in Glory 

and I will spend eternity crying 

Holy Holy Holy 

to the God of Ages for He alone is 

Worthy Worthy Worthy. 

 

Jesus saved me because He loves me

 not because of any obligation to me. 

 

He is my Lord, my Rock, and my Redeemer. 

I am His son, His servant, and His friend. 

 

I know who I am. I am not confused. 

 

God believes me when I say He’s all I want. 

He forgives me when my choices prove that false. 

 

The Lord hears me when I call out for Him. 

He never refuses to come. 

When I am faithless, He remains faithful. 

 

He is true to His word. 

He is exactly who He claims to be;

my Father, my Shield, my Comforter. 

 

He surrounds me and He fills me. 

 

I see people with His eyes. 

I hear people with His ears. 

My heart breaks for what breaks His. 

 

I am compassionate, kind, and loving. 

Just like Him. 

 

When I walk into a room, the demons tremble, 

not because of who I am, 

but because of who He is making me to be. 

 

While the demons tremble, 

I want them to hear me when I speak. 

I am not afraid. 

 

I know who I am. 

I am not confused.


Who are you? Do you know how to answer that? 

Who does He say you are? Do you know how to answer that?

Ask Him. He will speak to you. He loves you. He wants you to know who you are. Take some time to sit with the Spirit and let Him tell you.

I love you so much, 

AWM

 

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