Who am I?

Who am I to ask of Thee,

Oh Greatest God of everything.

You made the heavens, sea, and land,

By single words of Your command.

You made the sun, the birds that sing,

You made the moon, and Saturn's rings.

You made the leaves on every tree,

So who am I to ask of Thee?

Who am I to ask of Thee?

For help in times of tragedy,

For strength when I can give no more,

Or helping hands outside my door.

Who am I to ask of Thee?

To calm the raging, white-capped sea?

To comfort me when in despair?

Who am I to think You care?

I've asked for home, and food to bless,

I've asked for more when I've had less.

I've asked for miracles left and right,

And simply safety in the night.

I've asked for work, and money too,

I've asked to see someone I knew.

I've asked for guidance every day,

Spinning around; which way, which way?

I've even asked for healing, Lord.

To take away the painful sword,

That pierces me by night and day.

Oh why can't Thou take it away?

But who am I to ask of Thee?

You know the best and worst of me.

But then I know that it is true,

You want me to become like You.

There's something more inside of me,

A piece of Your divinity.

Something planted, and You know,

Into the parent, the child grows.

You will not give me everything,

You will not always calm the sea.

But I believe You'll give what's asked,

Or something even more than that.

So calm our fears, and hush our sobs, 

We're children of the Greatest God.

And it won't be long before we see,

Just why You give us tragedy.

So this is why I ask of Thee,

I'm a child of Eternity.

You will give what I seek, or more,

Because You always have before.

Tara J. Howard

Copyright July 2015